(51) The Real You

(51) The Real You

A Poem by Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

You pretend to be someone else
Hiding behind so many masks
Giving smiles to hide the tears
Never revealing your true self
For then they would see the pain

You are the life and soul of the party
Entertaining and making them laugh
But deep inside, you are screaming
Not allowing your soul to escape
Keeping it locked away, a prisoner

Then you write your poetry, your words
And hide yourself within the stanzas
Each flow are your tears falling down
Each sentence is grafted with agony
Could they look between your words?

You feel no one really understands you
All you want is to taste the sweetness
To sample the delightness of real love
And not have to pretend anymore
Why can not the heart stop aching?

Do you not see the real you deep down?
The beautiful person that you really are
The one your readers come to cherish
And always they keep coming back for more
You are never alone for you are blessed

So write on and continue to flourish inside
Be strong and never hide from who you are
If some can not accept you, well damn them
For there are those who see your true face
They are the ones who stand by the real you


coyright Chris Smith 2010

© 2011 Chris Smith Welshpoetcs


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this is phenomenal. and not just because i like saying that word. i think those who write as a form of therapy often struggle with the person they are on paper, and the person they are in flesh. it's not an easy struggle, and it's one that often feels incredibly lonely. you exposed the dualism in such an exquisite way. excellently executed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I do not think there could be a better way to describe the purpose of writing poetry. Except for, "You bleed your heart out" It's a piece that really makes the reader sit back and think about them self.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I believe we all have masks used for different situations. Our poetry does display our soul either directly or indirectly because it all comes from inside of us. This seems like a great dedication write to someone, I am sure they loved it. good write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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What a touching poem.. I love the tender words, the loving images.. very well written

Posted 13 Years Ago


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wow. this is really easy for me to relate to, and after looking at others' reviews, I see that I'm just one of many relaters! congratulations on a well-deserved success :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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YES! Lose the masks and see life through your hearts eye and voice! Wonderful piece ~ Rose

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Wow, this really actually describes me, which is weird because that rarely ever happens. I love it. I think a lot of people can relate to this and get encouragement. Nicely written as well.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Wonderful poem, Chris. So many people could fit this ...
You write very well. From the heart.

Chloe

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Writing for therapy, I do a lot of that; it is a great release, and people tend to see the beauty within my poetry, in all the ugliness, that sometimes conceives the piece. This is a great expression Chris! Beautiful in all rights, and from the heart...

Great Writing!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 13 Years Ago


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:')

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Very nice flow, and such an important message.

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Chris Smith Welshpoetcs
Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

Cardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United Kingdom



About
Started writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..

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