Let me show you my scars…

The ones I hide, the ones I cover,
those that I lock up, those that I silence,
those that the heart forgets.

Wounds of fear,
sky scraps,
uncertain footprints
of a voiceless past.

Slits of the soul,
where my tears still nest,
where the sun will never ever enter.

Traces of sadness,
of melancholy and bitterness,
uncertain losses of
tribulation.

Let me show you my scars…
that although filled with dew,
they contain an aroma of life and passion.