Disguise

Suffer enough, and you'll teach yourself that the lonely way is the best way. This piece describes that tentative feeling of allowing a kind soul beyond your barrier.

 

Don’t look at me, god don’t look at me.

I simply don’t want you to see.

Terrified that all that I am could never be enough.

I’ll hide.

Better to hide and remain unseen.

 

My disguise is perfect.

I smile and speak and walk and run.

It all looks to be in working order from a distance.

I scream.

Inside I scream in pain everlasting.

 

I won’t look at you, don’t look at me.

Better if you go now.

Go and leave me to my screaming.

Awkwardly I glance back again and again.

Why are you still here?

 

Your eyes are different, like something I’ve never seen.

You look at me and see something I can’t.

I’m still terrified but I’ll let you hold my hand.

I’ll stay.

I’ll stay with you and maybe learn what it is to smile again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Quill~]

Wow!...this defines a lot for me. I can relate to this piece more than you know. thanks for writing something that touches the core of my mind... something simplistic, yet beautiful...parlaying all the emotions on the table, leaving your vulnerable heart in the hands of another. Nicely done!

~Quill

[Brett Pritchard]

Thanks a lot for reading my work, I'm so glad you were able to appreciate its meaning

[Quill~]

:) it's a moving write...my pleasure Brett.

[Brett Pritchard]

Too kind. 😉

[Quill~]

:)