Hidden Scars

We wear a mask upon our face.

A heart filled with stories,

Life experiences that’s kept secret.

Hidden…Private

As we peer into a mirror

A face appears with eyes intent

On hiding behind a mask

Of imperfections of a body and soul

Damaged by life’s struggles.

Scarred…

Revealing an emptiness of silence

Shh…

Which keeps us from speaking

About our life’s secrets

Afraid of judgment and consequences

We are broken and held hostage.

Revealing a shadow of a person,

A human being with hidden scars.

Held in a prison of mindless thoughts

Of past mistakes and regrets

That paralyzes the mind

Remaining in that secret place

Of excess baggage….

Never wanting anyone to discover

The mask which conceals our real identity.

Secrets occupies a space in the corner

Of ones mind under lock and key

With a sign knock but do not enter.

Fragments whispered to a trustworthy soul.

Restrained, but never really

Revealing the full complexity

Of a life scarred by negative experiences.

Which boggled and transformed the mind.

Trapped in a world of misconceptions

Masquerading…..

Wearing different disguises, at different times

Stuck in the past of perceptions

A reality….more like a nightmare

Concealed, tucked away and hopefully  forgotten.