It's hidden in the moments you don't see
after I remove the mask
and release the pressure
When my hands are tired of holding on
and my legs are weak from the weight
I feel anger build, deep in the pit of my stomach
It makes me want to vomit
The anger is worse than the hurt
It fills me with regret and guilt
I feel-
unlovable
Did I cause this?
Did I deserve this?
Have I served my sentence?
Learned my lesson?
It lurks in the shadows of my mind
and hides behind glossy eyes
I hate it, but I cant let go
So, I wear her like second skin
Thick and resilient
I know.
She's perfect.
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Author:
Silk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 15th, 2021 17:08
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Comments2
If ever there was a place to explore under the skin and let it all hang out, then the company of poets is surely that place. MyPoeticSide is a place where I am real and not my other world facade erected for self protection - and it's not just me.
Feel safe.
Your words show the real you as words do for many of us when we write poetry.
Andy
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