BENEATH THE SURFACE: HIDDEN TRAUMA BY BHENGU SS

A beautiful day, all the world a stage, 
But beneath the surface, a storm brewed with rage. 
Slight cramps, a harbinger of pain, 
Ignorant of what was about to unfold. 
Alone at home, comfort seemed a distant thought, 
As the door creaked open, a familiar face dwelt. 
A betrayal cruel, a trust betrayed, 
Pain and fear, they took their place. 
Screams and cries, but no one came, 
As the world turned a blind eye to the shame. 
A silent numbness engulfs. 
A seed of doubt, it grew and flourished, 
Feeding on the innocence of youth. 
What was once a child, now trauma-shaped, 
A memory that haunts, a tale of pain, 
A beautiful day, forever tainted, forever scarred.


© bhengu ss