Darkness is like an extra appendage extending from my forehead. Others can see its concrete manifestations through my actions and words. They know it haunts me. Just like an unwanted tumor, it isn’t easily removed. I can’t take this knife and slice it off, I can’t pay a doctor for a surgical saw. It’s a part of me now and no matter what lengths I go through to hide it, it will always return.
The darkness is permanent. Hiding it is pointless, so I let it show. I allow strangers to see the hideous hatred growing from my eyes because after they laugh and call me a freak, they will admit their own darkness as well. They will remove the hats hiding their marks of shame and we will connect through our broken hearts.