happiness is just a mask

In this land#3

I am a terrible liar,
no matter how thick
my masks are...

In this land
I feel out of place.

It's hard when
you're often misunderstood.
I just let it be
succumbing to my faults,
to my insecurities,
to my doubts & fears...

I breathe-in the toxic air
and breathe-it-out...
No matter how much
you cleanse the air
that comes,
when you're
stained
it leaves a scar
that's hard to heal.
Then everything comes
to a choice,
damn or be damned.

I have been good
so far...
Letting the river
flows,
never got to swim back
or even fight 
the rushing currents.
Pretending to swim is 
easy. 

In the end,
life is  been
good,
despite happiness
is just a mask.

Author's Note

stream of thoughts.

Reviews

[Ruth]

A heartfelt poem...sometimes we tire of treading those currents called life...the sensitive often pretend or wear a mask...sadly...poignant poem ...

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Powerful, universal metaphors are evident when mentioning scars and water. I like this piece's honesty as well.

[Corset]

every time you remember how human you are it comes out in the best ink :) we all wear our masks of happiness at times.

[ANTO]

An amazing comeback write Pax.
The self-exploration and acceptance leads to the conclusion that overall - in general - by and large - life is good.
Hope is writ large here my friend.

[An owl on the moon]

This flowed so deep and dark, like a heavy rain. You arouse the heart and soul to a place of aching, of longing, desires to strip away the masks and to find wholeness. Life is good, even amidst the sorrowful shadows. Yes, life is good. We will hold onto that always, my friend.

[gabrielle]

Yay, pax! Am glad that you're back. Frustrations, sadness,emptiness and pretensions are all part of our humanity and we have different ways of deallings with it. i learned that having a sense of gratitude is one step towards happiness.