0ne Man Sh0w

Curtains draw,
And there I stand.

Alone.
Cold.
And unwanted.

They start to applaud.
I don't know them.
They don't know me,
Or what I have faced.

Challenges.
Triumphs.
And hidden fears.

Lights shine onto my scarred face,
They have no idea.
I know they won't understand,
It's too hard.

Strings attached,
I can't stir freely.
Arms and legs make a movement,
I have no sensation.

Eyes see the faces,
Paranoid, I just run.
Just like the rest,
They will judge.

They will criticise me.

Seeing a sight of,

The tears that have flowed,
The blood that has gushed out.
The fear that eventually ran free.
The scars that are hidden.

A pain staking waits to see,
If I will pull through in one piece.

I take a bow,
They give love and sympathy.