Hidden scars, unhealed wounds, 

and a forever bleeding heart.

Past I can't seem to forget,

Just watching over till you are down.

Over a smile you will frown,

When your nose takes a sniff.

Just unknown threats,

Underlying fears waiting patiently,

Waiting for tears to bottle up.

Now that's a bubble I shouldn't burst.

 

This is the rubble I kept,

All these years waiting for the rug to fall.

I know that I won't stand tall,

When my head is held so low.

I won't be so high without this mess,

Remove the clutter and I will stand low.

 

It's at my lowest when I feel myself,

The dirt kept me feeling faded.

Fake smiles, baked thoughts,

All I now know, eluding fears everyday.

But where in the night,

Does one hide from the dark truth?