Hidden Man Poem by Levi Crum
Hidden Man
In the shadows I sulk
With my emotions hid in bulk....
What people see is a mask
What more can I ask? ? ....
They see my scars, and ask about where there from...
But I don't tell, I just turn and run....
But there is one I can trust
She leaves me standing with lust...
She sees my wounds still run with tears and blood...
And looks past my mask I've painted with mud...
Somehow she finds it worth while to know my name...
And no mater how small.... she relit my flame
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 9:00:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
looking back I don't think this poem makes me connect with myself as much as it did when I wrote it. So I think I can do better.