BENEATH THE SURFACE: HIDDEN TRAUMA
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
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