You can catch me with a smile,
Or laughing by the sea.
You may find me acting silly,
Or portraying wondrous things.
But hidden my dread, I keep so well.
Secured, I threw away the key.
The box of shame holds no mercy,
And yet I'll never be free.
My fear that doesn't just tremble in the night.
My eyes not need be closed.
Through day or dark,
Black or white
I must not let them know.
For when despair starts trickling in,
My concern I cannot show.
It is not a worry that can take your breath,
Or drive you inches deep.
A mind of pain, and fury
that tackles your soul,
With one simple creep.
Some days you may notice the smile I held,
Has now turned to dust.
The days where the sea be not so calm,
Stormy weather twists everything to rust.
One by one pieces steadily fit together.
But your concern for me is non-existent,
As light as a baby feather.
No mirror I will rise up,
If so the world shuts down.
What derision I scan before me.
Causes my head to spin all around.
Compliments shoved under the sand.
Tears stain my faltering heart
I mangled with my very hands.
That I pretend is all in one part.
The capabilities I'm given,
The wonders I'd strike to step back.
Self- appreciative is a skill,
I now so tragically lack.
My troubles jump at me,
Sometimes without a trace.
My fear that cannot ever leave me,
Is sadly my own face.
I just recently found this, and I can't believe I never posted it before! The prompt was my biggest fear. Hope it's not too dark and depressing.
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Drifting Poetry
Poetry*****E-AWARDS WINNER [Third Place in Poetry]***** A selection of poems created when inspiration was plentiful.... This book is now completed! Started: 2015 Ended:2019
