For a very long time now, my face has worn multiple masks. Each one has conveyed a different personality and unique traits. However, none of them gave me the one true ability I need - to be the best version of the real me. To be quite frank, I believe that I've lost myself in this mess of a life. What once held potential and sacred hope now flickers dully, as if it's an omen for negative occurrences. And the only way I know how to cope is by hiding behind my beloved masks. One to show happiness, another to portay simple empathy, and countless others. When I am without a disguise, I feel utterly hopeless and meaningless. Alas, I am the one to blame for these feelings.
Recently, I have felt more lost than ever. Before my life turned into a chaotic sea of emotions, it was merely a small lake with occasional ripples. Oh, how I grieve and crave that stae of mind... but it is gone. The dams are broken and the flood is everlasting. Nevertheless, I try to calm this internal storm. Every effort I make, every step I choose to take, seems to just be either broken or left to be coated in dust. All I want is to get rid of all these masks, and let the real persona bring sunshine to my mind and life at last.
I know this isn't exactly a poem but I have no idea what else to put it as! A lot of my writing is like this actually so expect more. Leave your comments and thoughts below!
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beautiful thoughts......can I give you a suggestion? Write a poem...call it, "The real me".....and like a famous artist once said when explaining how he can sculpt such beautifully vivid horses, he said, "I just chisel away all the pieces not looking like a horse". Find those special words describing you....and put them all in a poem....:)
This is poetic prose and if one reads it as such then it is most certainly poetry. As for the subject matter, you describe what many of us feel in our own lives: we all wear masks from time to time. Some of us are able to "chisel away all the pieces", as SleeplessVolcano pointed out, that are not us, and can then truly be themselves. Your writing is pure and honest and wears no masks :) Good work!!
beautiful thoughts......can I give you a suggestion? Write a poem...call it, "The real me".....and like a famous artist once said when explaining how he can sculpt such beautifully vivid horses, he said, "I just chisel away all the pieces not looking like a horse". Find those special words describing you....and put them all in a poem....:)
The name's Haley. I'm 20, graduated from high school, and have a strong passion for writing. What I write aren't exactly poems or stories, but musings about my own life and thoughts on different subje.. more..