[a/n: i heard the phrase 'teardrops in the rain' in a song and i wanted to write something about it but had no idea what to write. so months later i (finally) wrote this:) hope you enjoy!]
can anyone see my teardrops in the rain?
because honestly,
I cant tell if the water on my face
were from the rain
or
my own tears
or maybe I'm just
in some state of denial
because I refuse
to admit
the obvious
maybe I'm just trying to believe
that I'm okay
that I'm fine
despite the tears on my face
the pain in my eyes
the bruises on my soul
maybe I dont want to
show that I'm weak
so i keep all the pain in me
masked by a smile
that doesnt quite reach my eyes.
covered by my constant
'I'm fine's and 'I'm okay's
maybe I want to play pretend
that I'm okay
maybe I want my happy self, my mask
to be on 24/7.
but sometimes, the mask slips
the smile quivers
giving off a trace of a frown
my voice shakes
betraying my pain
the floodgates open
showing my tears.
my eyes loses all the spark in them
they appear dull, lifeless
opposed to the bright-eyed girl
you just met.
can people see teardrops in the rain?
though I want to
deny the obvious
a part of me wants someone
to tear away my mask
to realise that I'm not okay
to realise that I'm not me anymore.
and finally, finally
maybe then
I'd feel safe
taking my mask off
and letting the tears flow
letting my pain show
letting my hurt go
YOU ARE READING
Fragments of A Soul
Poetry'I'm no longer a whole; just fragments of a soul. My life is no longer red or yellow or blue; all that's left is a greyish hue. But, my soul will be whole once again and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain. Till then, words will be my esc...
