When you see her face

she is an ordinary girl

She has that smile
     as beautiful as a flower

But when you look
deep inside
you can see
     the horrors
          the nightmares
               the tortures
that have been locked away

She appears so perfect
tries to hide the noises
in her head

“You’re a fake”
“You’re a loner”

When she goes home to
the memories of
the horrors
the nightmares
the tortures
and the sounds of the pots crashing down

     bang 
          splat
                crackle . . .
She hides them all
but not too well

When you go deep inside
and look closer
     the cracks in her face are no longer
          hidden
the scars of the past
     come out from the hiding
and her soul cries to be saved

She covers it with makeup
     but it can never be hidden

The past will always come back,
     it can never be concealed . . .