Five

Five years ago, you came to me.
I wasn't ready for you, I sent you away.
I didn't know what it would mean.
What would be left.

The pain is mine alone, I know.
It's in my own eyes only.
I see it daily, I can't look too deeply
In anyone's eyes. Not even
My own.

I can't let them see what's there.
I can't bear to see myself.
The scar that's left.
I feel it every day.

Also Called Growing Up

Sometimes, you need to just have a clean break. Forget where you come from, forget what you know. And start anew.