Spoken Outloud Silently.

Secretly guarding a heart so fragile...
Protected by kind words...
Words that can, hurt strike deep... 
Leaving those painful scars...
The worst unseen for those who say the words never care what harm they cause...
If you look you can see my scars...
The new ones the old ones and the forgotten ones...
This world seems to know pain more than it know happiness...
Everywhere you look someone is hurting...
Someone is broken...
Something that love seems to only be able to fix...
My scars pale when they are wrapped in love...
But, when that love is taken, they burn brighter than any known sun...
They cause me pain and bring back happy sad memories of what was and should have been...
Those precious moments taken form me and given to someone else...
What does one do...
We just hide it away and bear it until nothing has feeling and nothing in us is good...
I'm called angel but I'm nothing near what an angel is...
I fall and it hurts, I break and I burn...
I'm harmed and fall apart...
No....
No I am no angel...
I'm merely human and so am damageable...
Forgettable
I've never screamed and spoken so loudly in my silence...
When you look at me...
And I meet your eyes...
I probably need you right then and there...
Always always always look deeper...