Poetry Blogs (mask)
I feel dead inside
I can no longer hide
For so long I've lied
I promise, I truly tried,
But today is the day that I died.
Monday 18th June 2018 3:19 pm
The mask has fallen.
Like glass it has shattered into tiny pieces,
Never to be repaired again.
Every piece representing a lie behind the truth,
A secret that was thought to be better off hidden.
True light revealed itself today.
Shining bright like never before,
Exposing all the darkness nearby.
The shadows disappeared,
The ghosts all fled,
Yet you showed your fa...
Saturday 3rd June 2017 2:01 am
How brave, in reality, is a ‘brave face’?
A facade shared, it would seem,
by the majority of the human race.
Beneath the flaking paint of a painted mask
lies a truth too long and painful to explain
no matter how oft you care to ask.
How long before the cracks become too wide
to conceal with powders and creams
and the crimson smile starts to slide.
Tuesday 9th June 2015 10:49 am