Behind the mask
Hiding the hurt. hiding the pain
Hiding the tears that fall like rain
Saying I'm fine whne i'm anything but
This ache in my soul rips at my gut
My skin is on fire; I burn from within
The calm on my face is an on going sin
The world must stay out, I've built a wall
My fragile lie will collapse should it ever fall
Loneliness consumes me it eats away the years
Until my life is swolled by unending fears
Waiting for someone to see I wear a mask
And care enough to remove it, is that too much to ask?
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.