I pretended nothing was wrong
knowing if I believed,
even though the marks
lay across me,
if I concealed it
none would be able to see
if I lay buried within myself
false pretenses
ringing true,
for sure the world
would not notice
the pain concealed
yet
shining through
heavily consumed
the eyes of burden
hidden secrets untold
no one will notice
so long as I believe
it is true
as everyone shies away,
with silence on their tongue
they can not see me,
or what I have become…
still
lie in front of them
a woman
hidden in the shadows
of which
society
does not speak of
creating an
invisible woman
for all the world
to turn the other cheek on
and the bruises
they continue,
the only source
to rely on,
it is with this burden
of which I will always run with
and forever be known,
as the invincible woman
