'Just another play'
Just another day, of hoping all this pain would go away.
I pray, not to the gods way above but to the people I swore to love.
I'm on a stage, a lone actress.
I hide behind the many faces, to hide all of my disgraces.
Everyday feels the same,
Prisoned in the body that once was mine.
Everyone asks me if I'm 'okay'.
What do I say?
Do I say that this pain is too great to handle?
That my body is chained to this foam ample?
No!
I say I'm 'fine'...
'You're welcome to stay'
Welcome to my one-act play.
Limited time only.
YOU ARE READING
Time before Death
PoetryTime. Something that can be lost, but never returned. Poems of people who've lost it all, who yearn for the time lost.
