Once I would not have recognized it,
But now I do and it scares me,
And I'm afraid of inner wounds.
I have hurts that haven't healed,
With no one to heal them.
My mind tells me that I need to move on,
But my heart remembers all the pain.
Holding onto past fears is crazy,
But it's the one thing that won't leave.
Sometimes it haunts my dreams,
Often I feel the scars.
I hurt in ways I can't describe,
And I can't tell anyone how I feel.
People don't know about the inner me,
The scarred and wounded soul I have.
My words are a shield against more pain,
But it keeps me apart,
And I have no one to help me get through.