Unhidden

Self-protection: avoidance to be seen

Hiding to feel safe

Rooted fear

Only needed at risk

Yet, cry in dept

Has nothing to wreck

Hidding for self-preservation

Towards inner debilitation

Weakens the soul to emend

To be seen spreads pain

Insecure of judgment

Downfall to disdain

“Where is my bread?” I asked

“Popcorns to you, no bread for me?”

Knocks my door, serves

Venom, they said was for me

I chose not drinking but living

My joy breaks envy apart

To share, is to be giving

Full of life, I chose to show up

Pauline Massimo

2025