Scars

He came to me with scars in his heart

Telling how he had memories which numbed his mind

One of a man, father only by name

How the man cared nothing of him

Who offered to buy a way to end his life

And watched on as the pain shot through

For he loved the man, even if not known

 

He sat in my arms, as I embraced him remembering

Siting, we talk, and I do everything I can

He softly cries, suppressed so others don’t hear

I do all I can to comfort from what I hear

I tell him to speak with her, she wants to know why

She doesn’t know, and it makes her cry

He says yes with a nod, and tries to wipe his eyes

 

He stands up, with tears on his face to go

He puts back on his mask, which he removed when he walked in

He straightens his smile, adjusts his hood, and starts to walk out the door

He goes straight to the bathroom, thinking he’s a bloody mess

He goes to leave, on a trek back to his dorm through snow

He keeps the mask, the mask of happiness

And he goes to bed, and he says, “I will last this night”.