Big accident injuries and crash

Broken bones tissues splattered

Blood everywhere with splash

The scene is gruesome

With body parts scattered.

 

Victims are taken to the hospital

Doctors can see the blood pouring out

They watch the patients closely

And easily find the routs.

 

Sutures gauges and expert hands

Situation critical they all understand

They find the arteries and repair the holes

They stop the bleeding and achieve their goals.

 

Another patient with no visible blood

Seems to be going down

Her eyes are getting shut.

Becoming unresponsive as blood pressure is falling

Heart rate is slowing down and breathing is stalling.

Trauma surgeon standing by with no time to spare

Drills a hole in her belly

As part of a standard of care.

Seeing similar patients he has a gut feeling

That despite

Having no blood outside

This patient he may be losing

Because of massive internal bleeding.

 

Looking through the whole

He quickly realizes

His instincts were correct

And this step maximizes

Her chances of survival,

But this was not apparent

At the moment of her arrival.

 

Quick action and emergent surgery

He is able to save this patient

Who was about to be buried.

 

But what about a bleeding heart

That cannot be found

In any hospital chart

And that cannot be seen

Through CT scan beams

Or through any other imagings.

As this blood is invisible

Emotional trauma is by which

This is only possible.

 

Victims of all different types

Sustain their wounds from all different knifes.

Loss of a loved one or relationship conflicts

Suffering injustice or personal defeats

Abuse harassment and things that are not so concrete

Loss of innocence and things that are supposed to be sacred.

Emotional draining being unable to replete

Victims may be left on their own

With their humanity as they deplete

Invisible internal bleedings these things do inflict.

 

Can we really see the pain

Of a child who lost a parent

Too small to know what really happened

And they may continue playing

Not much they may even be saying

But from that little heart some blood is oozing

As part of his childhood he is slowly losing.

Seeing other kids running towards their parent

He is missing something it must be apparent

Even to this little mind,

For whom the world is not so clear

He keeps looking for that someone

Who used to be near and who was his dear.

 

What about a parent who lost a child

Just being an adult

Does it make the pain any less or mild?

Heavier hearts they always have to carry

As their internal wounds they try to patch and bury

Nothing fills the emptiness that surrounds

They are followed by the silence and its hounds.

Memories may be the only thing they can lean on

To ease their chest

So they are able to breathe on

Even though they may be unable to rest.

 

Physical scars

May be ugly and palpable

Emotional scars

Are deep and may not be erasable.

Physical scars

May be removed by surgery or lotions

Emotional scars

May have a chance

With some love and some affections.

 

Emotion being such a unique human characteristic

Solving its problems may not be easy or so simplistic.

Shaped by experiences expectations culture and upbringing

It defies to be framed or be part of any particular listing.

Fluid and flexible subject to many different factors

It may be prone to the effects of many different actors.

 

Physical injuries may be open and severe

For the victims of mental trauma

The pain is just as real and just as clear.

Internal bleeding with some invisible blood

They are enduring as they are living through this flood.

Lost hopes and lost sense of self

Not crying out even though

It is time for some help.

 

If we see the components of their lives

With such downing

May be we should reach out and be able to

Prevent them from drowning…..

 By

Kris Mojag

Written somewhere in California in an early morning with somewhat heavy heart in October of 2021.