Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places

Panic Painted Over

Apply the primer, prep for foundation,

Next, it across my face, like the soil of nations.

Paint my lashes long and thick

And add blush, color of brick.

Dash on highlighter while tears threaten

I'll cry today, I'm certainly betting.

Underneath this makeup on my cheeks

My panic is obvious and it speaks.

This is why I paint my face,

A shield light enough to keep pace.

Armor, also, and chain mail 

And a sword that won't fail.

I use this all to hide the fear

That constantly resides here.