I realize, the hidden sadness in your eyes
I hear, your soul’s lament, as it cries.
Alone at night, under the scattered stars
I see, you trying to hide your scars.
Your scars, remind of your past
You fear that, they’ll forever last.
Tears, stream down from your face
You cry bitterly, thinking you’re a disgrace.
The blood in your veins, becomes cold
Your helpless heart, changes into a stone.
You fight your depression, on your own
I know, what’s it like to cry alone.
I empathize, with your immeasurable pain
But don’t give up, things will change.
From the core of my soul, to you I say
Even with scars, you’re beautiful in your own way.
Your existence, is bigger than your scars
In dark, you too, shall shine like the stars.
Your scars, can’t corrupt your inner grace
So replace your tears, with a smile, on your face.
None has ever walked in your shoes
So don’t care, about their judgemental views.
Value yourself, to yourself, you remain true
Don’t do things, you know that, you shouldn’t do.
Let me, kiss your scarred hand
Let me, show you I understand.
From the core of my soul, to you I say
Even with scars, you’re beautiful in your own way.
Note: If a person is physically injured some people do care about that person but sometimes when a person is going through psychological problems like depression, anxiety, etc almost everyone gets indifferent towards the agony of that person. To be honest I myself was on the verge of harming myself few years ago, so I know how overwhelming the emotional turmoil can be sometimes. This poem is for anyone who has ever faced any kind of sadness or depression in their lives. It’s easy to judge & mock at anyone’s misery but it takes real skill to take out time to heal each other. I request my readers to be compassionate towards people who are going through any kind of psychological problem. Don’t be disgusted at the sight of their scars, instead see them as spaces through which you can reach out to their souls with your love.