POEM #40: GREAT PRETENDER

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"Great Pretender"

What you see isn't the truth

Most of it is lies built for the safety of yours

Truly my secrets will break you if I let them out

But a part of me wants to announce it to the world

For you to understand why it hurts

So come with me behind the scenes

Nothing is truly what it seems

I hope you know that I tried so hard

I tried to hold myself high, smile in front of everyone

Even if I'm sad and I want to cry whenever I see you

If you could read my language that you refuse to understand,

If you only knew the fast blinking of my eyes

It serves as a barrier for the tears that are about to fall

If you could only hear the cracking of my voice

Along with the cracks in my heart

If you could see the pool of tears squeezed from my eyes

By your cold hands and by all of your lies

It is hard to watch myself crumble not knowing how to fix my wounds

You are a messed up tattoo in my mind, I want you gone from my head

The ink of your lies slipped through my skin and now I can't get it out

The pain of needle eyes, needle tongue, needle words

Made it feel like a mess, and made the wounds even worse

The feelings I felt before already faded away

Oh I wish it really did

It hurts what you did to me

It hurts that you made me look like a fool

It hurts my pride that I thought I had a chance

It hurts that you made me hope for something that was never there

I tried, I fell, I liked, I loved, I gave it my all, I gave it a chance

Then I break, I lose, I cry, I write, and I die at the end of the line

And I lied when I said I was fine

It hurts, I can't emphasize it enough, it hurts so much

I don't want to hurt anymore

But no matter how I try I still can't burn your place in my heart

And those files of yours in my brain

So I am fine, I am going to pretend that I am fine

I manage to act like I don't care

Even if I like you that much to think about you all-day

I manage to fake it and walk away

So I can just continue the act that I am not hurting

Therefore I think at the very least I deserve praise

A round of applause for my dedication

Pump me with more lies, smile to impress the painter

Clap your hands for the show of a great pretender. 




A/N: Hello, I would love to hear your thoughts about this poem. You can write your favorite line or the phrase/line you like the most in this poem. Mine is down in the comment section. I'll be waiting for your answer. Once again thank you for reading! Love you guys, bye!

PS: I don't have any photos to post so I'll just post random drawings of people HAHAHAHA. I drew this or fun so might as well use them in my book. 

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