The Wound

wound-by-mark-ryden-i-miserabile-di-t-hooper-rossella-farinotti-labrougeI hid my wound under my clothes.

Nobody could see it, including myself.

So, I completely forgot about it.

Then I met someone who, filled with love, held me tight in that point.

The pain was devastating, and I hated him, o how much I hated him, the cause of all my suffering.

Then I met someone, beautifully dressed, and I loved him so much, holding him tight with all my passion.

And he suffered badly, for I touched his wound.

And he hated me, o how much he hated me, the cause of all his pain.

So the story went on till I met someone who undressed himself, standing completely naked, with all his horrible wounds.

Hence I also undressed, and I saw my horrible wounds, which he could also see.


Franco Santoro

Image: Wound by Mark Ryden