eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]

Mosaic

They think
they know me
but they have
no idea
about the
glass shards
that prick me
inside out
and how
I let them
torment me
without making
any sound

I'm a mosaic
of different
dull and vibrant
versions

I show
each one
to different
people and
they call me
a fake
and
it starts
to make me
wonder
how easily
they forget
the times
I stood by
their side
not letting
the world
stomp them
down to the
ground

I'm lively
around my friends
not letting them see
the scars
etching along
on my inside
tearing it out
and clenching up
everything until
hot tears
blurred my
vision

I'm quiescent
around my family
and they have
no idea
about the
raging sea
that engulfs
the foggy
thoughts
of my mind

I'm a clashing
contradicting
confusion
to myself

A mosaic
of versions
of deeply felt
emotions

A mosaic
that's left
in the corner
of the whole wide
museum
and no one
seems to
glance at it
even for a
still moment

°•°

Dedicated to redvelvetified. You know why I've dedicated this to you (: