Cracks

I can feel the mask is slipping
that the cracks are plain to see
with every poem that I write
people see the real me

They see the pain I'm feeling
they sense what I have lost
and I pray that in their lifetime
they never have to face this cost

For so long I've been "doing fine"
and "What's up?" is "nothing new"
But the truth is I've been broken
not so cleanly, but in two

I tried for so long now to hide it
while I regroup and make me whole
but the truth is that aint happening
the lights gone out, I've lost my soul

So for now I'll put the pen down
crawl into be and close my eyes
And pray that in the morning
I'll have the strength to live the lies

NadineM
I really enjoyed your honest poem, making yourself vulnerable by admitting your sadness and insecurities. You express the pain and heartache well. I know the pain of wanting to close my eyes to shut out the truth... Effective and moving writing......Nadine

kath
Beautiful Annie. Such a poem of sadness - of not being able to protect yourself. I'm sure that a lot of people here, male and female will identify with your poignant verse. I hope the sun shines for you tomorrow :) xxx