The Mask

by Lucretia   Jun 30, 2008


The mask I slept in every night was there to greet me,
so that I could hide

so sure no one would be happy with what lyes beneath,
not realizing that it was a young girl that wanted Love and the permission to just be

I began to remove each mask, to get to me,
realizing there were more and more masks there,
to prepare me for each crowd I may be around

One by one brought fear, then fear along with anger
not realizing I would find strength, Love and Happiness

Oh, don't we do so much to protect ourselves from the very thing we long for......Love, Joy and Happiness

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