Purple Heart

I wear it 
Proudly.

Sometimes I take it off, 

Place it in a box

Pushing it far into the back of the drawer

Away from my mind

And away from all memory. 

It signifies that I am a soldier.

That I fought in a battle. 

Bravery.

Courage. 

Resilience.

I received a Purple Heart

For I was wounded in battle.

And I will never be the same. 

I want the world to see my badge.

To know that I fought a battle.

And that I won. 

Yet, there is shame. 

Shame that I had to fight this battle. 

And so, I am torn. 

Should I show the world my Purple Heart?

Or keep it locked away?