Traps And Sharpened Spears

A little piece I'm working on.

The tears don't stream down my face
Don't leave a single trace
There stuck in my eyes
Concealed, Disguised
The only evidence is in my face
Even with a cheery smile in place
It always there
No matter how faded
Forever the unspoken fears
Will lurk in there
It makes me wonder
If anyone will ever
Notice the truth
Look between the blinds
Uncover the witty way I hide
That's what I'm waiting for
But the mask has never tore before
So somehow I doubt
Anyone will ever find out
Who's the girl behind the concealed face
After all I don't leave much of a trace
Some parts are scattered, Others are bare
And I often ask how I got here
To this place
To this empty space
All there is, is guards
Protecting all of the secrets to my heart
Sending others afar
With traps and sharpened spears
Awaiting to tear apart anyone who gets near
So for everyone on the journey, please beware
I'm not a person you can just tare

Author's Note

Not quite done yet. Still working on it. Any and all feedback is welcome! Thank you for viewing my piece!

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

I really enjoyed the flow and rhyme of these words. You bring across strong energy that carries with it a feeling of resilience and of being a survivor. The saying, "Never gonna give up." Comes to mind.

Very well crafted.
Aaron

[Aurora .I.]

Thank you very much! I'm still working on it though. I wonder if I should leave it as it is. Well who knows yet. Thank you very, very much for the feedback!

[Wolfwind]

You're very welcome! It was my pleasure. =)