Headless Hoodie

Headless Hoodie

A Poem by Matt Sayer

If I hide my face from you,
I hide your face from me,
Protection with a price tag:
Loveless anonymity.
 
A hood for all occasions,
Casting shadows day or night,
Erasing my existence,
Suffocating life and light.
 
If no one knows my name, my face,
My failures pass unseen.
If blinded to life's beast and beauty,
What purpose have I been?
 

© 2013 Matt Sayer


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Matt, this is incredible! :) It's easy to hide away, to set up barriers and let into your fears, whereas it takes a tremendous amount of courage demolishing your walls and allow yourself to be completely bare, as it positions you in a frail state where it's much easier to get hurt. Living behind a mask is not to live at all. Your title for this piece of poetry is perfect.

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Michelle! It is difficult to relinquish our defenses and expose our vulnerabilitie.. read more
Michelle N. H.

10 Years Ago

I just love your thinking, and I do agree.



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Awesome. And so true. Who hasn't wanted to disappear for awhile? Your writing is incredible, Matt. Good job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


amazing yet again, Matt
your talent knows no bounds

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

You're much too kind Kora! Thank you! :)
wowww!! this is really powerful and thought-provoking.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you Susannah! :)
Wonderful poem that forces the reader to find the emotions. I love the rhyming! Keep up the good writing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thanks Anna! :)
I love this! It shows so much emotion! Keep it up!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you Renee! :)
To be unknown is to not exist...we can only exist through the eyes of another. Nicely done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thanks icelandicblue! :) Living in the shadows and cracks may be safe, but the lack of light cripple.. read more
These lines carried a special meaning to me, probably the reason I read them thrice. :D
Witty write, Matt. You deserve great applause with this piece. :)
*If no one knows my name, my face,
My failures pass unseen.
If blinded to life's beast and beauty,
What purpose have I been?*

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Ghalia! I'm glad you too are familiar with the staring eyes and the urge to hide, .. read more
Alia ZJ.

10 Years Ago

Way too familiar. Sometimes, I guess, ignorance towards such aspects may actually be a bliss. ;)
Yeah, a great title too.....

Posted 10 Years Ago


Loved this....... adorable way of expressing how we stop looking at our uniqueness and try to become xerox copies of others or become somebody else, which isnt wat actually we are...... de concept of wearing hoods is incredible...great work :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much aneeqa! :)
Well written matt.We hide behind walls because we are afraid to get hurt.It takes a lot of courge to tear them down and face the world unguarded.Lovely piece:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Matt Sayer

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much Vidya! :)
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

you are welcome:)

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Matt Sayer
Matt Sayer

Melbourne, Victoria, Australia



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