Seen

Here I am,

But they do not see ME.

They see..

what they want to see

A surface hardly scratched

A heart bandaged up

A wall so high

Impossible to climb

They see my face

And hear my voice

But they don’t see..

they don’t hear ME.

This becomes my truth

Proved time and again

Hope almost drained

Alone I remain

That was until..

I met him.

A secret passage was found

Right through my wall

With the touch of his hands

A protector of all

An unconditional love

Is where our souls meet

Deep as one can reach

And for the first time

I am heard,

I am seen.