Pain and turmoil always
Seems to appear after
A few moments I leave
The sheltered world
That I find in my shell.
Just when it seems I am
Safe from all harm, that
This time will be ok, again
It strikes. Too many times
I try my best to forget the
Previous pains, to ignore
The scars that still show
Through, but they still
Are there. Haunting my
Every move. Making me
Fear any relationship, any
Type of closeness. For it
Seems every time I just open
Up, my heart is broken.
Fear sets in, the scars make
My heart callus. No longer do
I wish to be close to anyone.
Is love really worth the pain
You go through when it is lost?
That is a question I may never
Be able truly answer.

Obviously heartfelt. It's good to see you writing poetry here.