Scar line traces

Well I’m not going to lie

It hurt my heart

The ones the went by

That turned on their heel

Without a care

Leaving me gasping and gulping for air

And so when you open this can of worms

I wonder beyond wondering

With this deep concern

How I will bear the scrutiny

Of a new set of eyes peering into

My soul’s tangled mutiny

That dwells so deep inside

And yet I know too the deeper truth

This precious heart contains spaces

With scar line traces

Left by past devestation

But that is not the whole of me

And I do not know how you’ll feel

About what you see

So if I now

Stand here with reservations

Lost at times for conversation

Is it any wonder I am terrified

To open my heart to you