Scars Beneath The Silence. Poem by Carl R Nicolas

The world may judge you.
It may point its finger,
whisper your name in criticism,
and measure your life
by a single moment
it believes it understands... Screaming mistake! with absolute certainty...

They look at the shattered vase, but they never saw the storm... They have not stood
where you have stood... They criticize the fall, but they never felt the trembling knees that led to it...

They have not spent a second
inside your agony.
They have not walked through
the nights that tested your spirit,
nor seen the hidden scars
beneath the calm surface you show the world...

They see the action, the desperate reaction, but they are blind to the trauma, the circumstances, the relentless, howling wind that destroyed everything you were holding onto... forging easy conclusions watching from a distance...

It's so easy to condemn a broken person when you are standing on solid ground... You survived a war they could not have endured...pain shaped by trauma,
choices born from storms,
strength forced in moments
when the soul nearly broke...

Humanity will focus
on your mistakes...
It may build a story
from fragments it barely understands...

But your truth
is deeper than their assumptions...

Stand tall in your humanity...
Carry your scars
not as shame,
but as proof
that you endured more than you could ever explain...

Treat your wounded heart
with compassion...you have been torn in half...but you keep walking... fighting alone
the struggles you keep hidden, The inner conflicts, the unseen challenges, and daily battles you face in silence... the courage it takes to face each day, to keep going, and to hold on...honor your silent battles, acknowledge the unspoken courage, the unseen resilience, and the uncelebrated strength...
Carl Nicolas.