Masked

 

 

 

With silent tears and distant cries,
We hide our face behind these lies.
We laugh and cheer and make amends,
But does that really make us friends?

Our pseudonyms and aliases:
We thought we knew but never did.
Masks they come and masks they go,
Guises that we often borrow.

They speak in tongues that don’t belong,
To us an incoherent song.
Though messages are often said,
Their point falls flat and winds up dead.

The subtle stab of silken words
Betrays the things that go unheard,
“I’m fine” you say, but fine you’re not.
The world decides to pay no thought

To the pain you face,
Drowned in a bottle.
You play your ace,
Yet still you wobble.

And topple and tumble you will fall,
These masks we buy are owned by all.
If the truths you hide are not revealed,
Never will you be fully healed.

5 comments

  1. Yaya's Blog's avatar
    Yaya's Blog · November 5, 2018

    Dude, this is soooo good! I love all of the really good word choice you used! Also, did I mention how good this is?

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  2. booksofbrooks's avatar
    booksofbrooks · November 5, 2018

    Powerful poem, Jil. Ahh… must I make the obligatory supplication for school appropriate content please? (At least until the class is over!)

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  3. lifeadventureswithmads's avatar
    lifeadventureswithmads · November 5, 2018

    Jil this is so good!!!! Very powerful and I loved your rhyme scheme as well! You are such an excellent writer!

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  4. alwaysprocrastinatingcc's avatar
    alwaysprocrastinatingcc · November 20, 2018

    Aww so love this poem. This is so interesting and I love the way that this shows true inner emotions. The rhyme scheme is super well done as well.

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