Angel Scars Poem by Dustin Burel

Turn your back against my face,
And stab me in the heart,
Leave me there with broken trust,
You’ve already done your part,

Even though I lend my hand,
And tell you that I’m fine,
The scars you’ve left me by your lie,
Has struck me in the mind,

I find myself dead inside,
With lack of any will,
Never had I trust since then,
Or express how I feel,

A mask is what keeps me alive,
I use it as a shield,
From those who may do like you,
And let their temptations yield,

And yet I always find myself,
Reaching for a hand,
Just so things can turn around,
And make me able to stand.