left lonely happiness is now only a disguise
to mask away the pain that resides inside
like a thief in the night she stole my heart she stole my love she stole my pride
so now i fight with the pain
to regain the light in my life my sanity i must retain
get theese crazy feelings out of my heart and out of my brain
SO! ! !
there are no limits to the lengths that i will go
to accomplish the mental strength that i will need to move on and groww
time heals all wounds and this process is the slowest of slow
but short was the period of time i was able to call her mine
such a disgrace
and such a waste
but im ok dont you see the smile upon my face
not a speck of sadness for anyone to trace
but when i turn around
my head will once again sink to the ground
and next time you ask
i will again put on this dreadful dreadful mask
this one right here. is the all time perfect poem. everyone has been in that position. to lose a love for what ever reason, to feel what i believe is the worst pain, to have to wear that mask and act like nothing is wrong, to fool everyone, and to try to fool even yourself. to pretend you are fine but to feel your heart is shattered in a million pieces. feeling like you cannot go on, but still searching for that reason to make you feel like you have a reason for being here. what a wonderful, beautiful, deep poem. very very amazing! Hazel Green Eyes (6/16/2009 10: 24: 00 PM) Every single time I read one of your poems, Wow just comes out of my mouth. I love the way you rhyme, it's just so smooth as it comes out. It's just so beautiful. you are an amazing and beautiful writer! I love your work1 ~ Hazel G.E i completely agree. always left im amazment! ! ! ! !
but im ok dont you see the smile upon my face/ not a speck of sadness for anyone to trace/ but when i turn around/ my head will once again sink to the ground/ and next time you ask/ i will again put on this dreadful dreadful mask/ * those lines my friend are the best out of this whole poem straight up
This is a wonderfully worded piece and as you can tell from my poems, I too know what this is like. We all hide behind some kind of mask, it take great strength to overcome the need of having to have masks but greater strength to acknowledge that you need one. Great write! : o) Brandi <3
Your poems amaze me. they truly do. I love this one. I feel all the emotion and pain in this poem. Great Job! !
ooohhhh i loved this one! what i really enjoy about your writing is how it is a story. You think you know how it goes, but then it takes a twist and catches you off-guard, and then you step back and look at the larger picture, painted before you with such beautiful metaphors. Great poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The vagaries of New York love! Is it just here, or is it a world wide phenomena. I guess, freedom to choose and be comes with a price. But beware, the masquerade may hurt the wearer more than the seer.