A Man of Two Faces

Random brain sneeze

I am a man of two faces.

The seen, and the unseen.

The one who is seen, is the one who cares.

The one who tries to be there when others are in need.

The one that provides concern and empathy.

He is the one that others adore.

With his happy attitude, and a smile that is forever etched on his face.

And the constant jokes and wisdom for every situation.

He is the one that people will always remember.

The one who is unseen, that's who I fear.

The one that wakes in the middle of the night, shivering and scared.

The one that so desperately tries to hide his shame.

He is the one, surrounded by people, yet alone.

Trying so hard to scream for help, yet unheard.

The one who is in need of help, yet help is far from him.

He, the one, without strength, nor resolve.

Slowly losing control

There are times where they switch places.

And the one that others adore, fades into the background.

And the rash one that I fear, takes control.

Without a check in place, endangering himself.

Giving in to the negativity.

And he needs to be stopped, yet is left alone.

And I fear the the things that he might do