John Hamilton Poet Rhyme

Beautiful Scars

Beautiful scars

Bottles flew like hand grenades

weapons of war in a battle of rage

My first memories 
were a storm of abuse

I started hiding in shame

Fear gripped my innocent soul

I wondered if I would die

There was no escape for me 
I was only five

The storm subsided and an unusual calm set in
but
something was wrong I just knew it.

Underneath the facade of peace

there was a hypocritical truth

Rejection was my constant companion
all throughout my youth

My role model, 

my father, I figured...

pretended I didn't exist

I was the invisible boy
looking for love
but seeing hatred in the midst

I escaped my prison of loneliness

hypocrisy and shame

thought I found my one true love

but all I got was more pain

Rejected again by someone I loved

my heart shredded inside

If not for God's love 

I knew 

I would have died

died of a broken heart...

shattered in a million pieces

I lived from grief to grief

only finding relief...

when pains tenacious grip on me released

So my beautiful scars go unnoticed by others

one person has seen them, my loving mother

It took awhile to heal, 

I feel good now

but I keep on healing

It's hard to heal 

when they keep cutting...

and it's your emotions that are bleeding.


John Derek Hamilton

Revised from Nov24,2015
April 12,2016

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Anne-Lise Andresen April 14, 2016 at 11:24 AM - Some scars will always make pain .... some will always bleed - A poem with strong emotions John, great written - hugs //Anne-Lise :) John Hamilton April 14, 2016 at 9:08 PM Thanks Anne Lise for your visit much appreciated, edited my other poem say you love me. Would appreciate your feedback thanks.