Kristina Louisa Carr

Rookie (Born: Cape Town, South Africa)

My Mask Is One - Poem by Kristina Louisa Carr

Every day I feel the power of life in my veins
The life that causes my passions and pains
At times I can barely stay still and rest
All my emotions piled up and tightly compressed
I am often afraid that I will release the wrong one
Because once something is out you can't make it undone
So I take everything I got and appear like a bore
When in reality I just want to scream and be his whore

Around him I am someone else - someone nice and calm
Retracting my claws - watching like a peeking Tom
I let him make love to me in the missionary position
He has no clue that I could be the perfect technician
And a little while later when he is fast asleep and snoring
I come out from under the cover and I go exploring
Wearing jeans and a tank top I may become a biker bride
Or in a sleazy pub I meet you and do shots by your side

He will never find out who I am and certainly never tried
And one day I will be gone and don't care that I ever lied
I see myself in you and I can go swimming in your eyes
With you I become me without any need to improvise
So I get that you pressure me to make a decision
But I am hesitant because I want it all without any provision
So will you just bear with me - relax and chill out
Until I am sure and without any doubt!

© 2011


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, November 9, 2012


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