The scars I hide
Let’s talk about my other side,
The one draped in camouflage,
The one that never sets foot outside,
Oh confidant, its “the scars I hide”,
The injuries and traumas that got me marred,
Attempts to disclose have appeared suicide,
These flaws strip off confidence from inside,
To bear this cross is stoning my heart,
So I guised them in my perfected collage,
Imprisoned in a locker they’d never find.
They sing hymns of the dark days of sorrow,
They whisper messages of death through the pain,
The pain which they pump through these veins,
Wounds tell a story,
But pain speaks of a never ending mystery,
Come on, tell me more about these scars you hide.
I’ll get deeper about my scars confidant,
They say broken people love to write,
Oh I scribble about the pain I can’t speak of at night,
Before mid I say ” Sleep comfort me alright!”
Just to wake up and trash those papers from my sight,
Talk about redemption that’ll save me from this fright,
Then I’ll tell you more on why I hide them from the light.
Go on , scribble on this stone heart of mine
Until I understand these scars you hide,
In me you can confide,
I know the slightest disturbance will release the hidden figures,
The ones you’ve hidden behind closed eyes ,
Ushered by a stream of tears,
Maybe it’s time they came to light,
Let’s make everything right,
Go on I’m all ears.
Its been years I’ve held it inside,
The words that were said to belittle me,
The judgements they made that bruised body and mind,
The gossip they told to tarnish my name, “they lied!”
The fake friends who severally stabbed me side to side,
The innocence that they tortured till it died,
And the confidence they stripped,
All this done by those who called themselves blood,
Talk about blood being thicker than water,
They say “Where is the beauty in a woman with scars?”,
So I smile, these careless emotions I lock up and hide.
It’s always been in that smile,
The one that showed how lonely you were in a crowd,
Because every rose had turned into a thorn bush ,
Ready to scar you,
I can see it in your eyes that you’ve been contemplating a ride to the dark side,
Call it suicide,
But we both know that won’t make things right,
That won’t remedy the scars,
But like a river let your pain flow through your words,
Don’t trap it inside when in me you can confide.
There are times recalling pains nearly engulfed me,
There are times I threw spears with heavy words,
I wounded the innocent in my quest to avenge,
I got more scars fighting my way to revenge,
I pierced myself with sharp objects to numb pain,
I said ‘druggard and drunkard deal with this sane!’
But then I got more depressed, broken and shattered,
This heart never beat the same, couldn’t sustain,
So I hibernated, seeking closure for this vain.
I know the illusion that pain remedies pain only hurt you,
I know all you wanted was an escape from this painful world,
When the outside invaded your space and made your heart race,
I can imagine the scars that poured out through the streams on your face,
I know you denied the world a chance to know that you are beautiful although you carry scars,
Maybe beauty was only meant for Mars,
But its time to stop fighting,
It time to find the light within you, still shining.
Some moments ago I almost went bizarre,
I felt like my heart was in an abattoir,
But these kind words have been soothing,
Now as I walk out to face the world,
I pray I find that light at the end of the tunnel,
I pray that forgiveness will flow to my channel,
To exonerate myself and flaunt the scars I hide,
For what is a soldier without scars?
Thank you for comforting me in your arms,
Maybe some day I will be that Mars,
That they will look at from afar,
And realise that its the wounds that turn you into a star.
These words that warm the heart,
Hope to build and not tear you apart,
Created by Love itself, the same Love that writes every word of your story,
Making you an undeniable masterpiece,
That Love conveyed in black and white,
Has the capacity to make all things right.
Take the darkness out of the never ending night,
In Him you can confide when my ears stop listening,
When my heart stops hearing,
He can remedy your scars,
You cannot keep drowning In the same tears,
He is your only life support,
I pray that you discover that Light, because only your creator can remedy your hidden scars.
Mitchell.K.Duma(CXXVII) and Majorie.N.Dube
Date: 14 March 2021
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