The Beauty Within

Hidden behind a fog
Blinded by the light
Lost in the shadows
Will all be alright?

Masked by the imaginary
Caved into reality
Can anyone see this
What's left of my sanity.

When the veil lifts
The sun shines brighter
The true me arises
They find nothing better.

Was the mask a lie?
The shadows just cold
Hiding my true self from the world
Am I really that bold?

Everyone sees it
All but just that one
Everyone in awe
But I have still not won.

When will the mirror show
That which I truly am
The same that everyone sees
That brilliant and magnificent one.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Many hold back the true them. May be because of lack of confidence or shyness. Some because they feel depressed. Other people rarely see you, as you see yourself. That I can relate to. Here, the problem is with you. Others see your light, you just can't see it yourself. You have to learn to feel the beauty within. That takes time and practice. Hello Webster. Nicely penned stanzas.

Chris

[Ioana Mihai]

Beautiful poem,I vividly felt your inner torment, many times we cannot even show ourselves to people, we are too much, not enough, different or weird, we see the world with the soul not the eyes, and we can only watch sadly and have our words and our insides banned… then we put ourselves in poems to let our spirit talk when there’s very few people less busy and genuine to listen and see the reality and authenticity underneath this world’s big cloth of superficiality.

[Webster]

Thank you for the beautiful review. I do love writing and publishing here. It seems people understand the story behind without even having lived my life. And that's one of the best feelings a writer can have, to see his work resonate with people.
Thank you again for the kind review.