Silent Scars

She covers up the bruises with a smile she learned to wear,

Says, "I'm fine," when someone asks,

though nobody knows she's scared.

He says he loves her,

then the anger takes control,

And every time he says,

"I'm sorry," leaves another scar upon her soul.

He never thought that he could be the one to hide,

A man with tears behind his eyes and nowhere safe to cry.

They tell him, "You're too strong to let somebody hurt you so,"

But pain doesn't care who you are,

and fear can live in anyone.

It doesn't matter who you are,

A woman, a man,

we all can carry scars.

Love should never make you afraid To speak,

to breathe, to walk away.

Behind closed doors, the silence screams,

Broken hearts and shattered dreams.

No one deserves to live in fear,

No one deserves those words they hear.

It's not your fault,

you're not alone, You deserve a life that feels like home.

Whether she or whether he,

Violence is violence—let us be free.

Sometimes the wounds are hidden where nobody else can see,

A cruel word, a threat,

control disguised as jealousy.

They may take your confidence and tell you that you'll never leave,

But there is strength inside your voice,

even when you barely believe.

So if you're listening tonight,

And you've been searching for a sign— This is your sign: you

deserve better. You deserve peace,

not stormy weather. Reach for a hand,

call out your name,

There is no love inside the pain.

Behind closed doors, the silence screams,

But we can wake from broken dreams.

No one deserves to live in fear,

No one should have to disappear.

It's not your fault,

you're not alone, You deserve a life that feels like home.

Whether she or whether he,

Violence is violence—let us be free.

She is not alone.

He is not alone.

You are not alone.

And someday, Behind those closed doors,

There will be peace.