Sometimes, like the horse in the picture. People carry wounds in silence. They bleed internally from the actions of others, harsh words, neglect insensitivity. Yet they never spoke up They smile, serve love and show up while hurting quietly inside. Like the rider... Many of us go about life unaware of the pain we inflict. Not out of cruelty, simple because we fail to notice. we fail to check. We assume all is wel Not everyone who is quite is okay and not every wound bleeds outward Don't be to focused on vour own path that you forget the pain you're causing on those walking beside yoU Leave a mark in someone's life , but make sure it's not a scar May we never be the reason for someone's hidden scars and tears