Suppressed

I wear a mask
to hide my fears
to cloak the acrid gripe

i cry in bliss
tears hidden inside
this deepest cardium

pang, twinge, pain
eluding my existence
like a needle, pierce my heart

darkness fill the room
numbness i get

i fall, limp and numb . . .
asleep

my soul travels
like a dreamer

wondering if the universe
ever conspired,
to deign this pain.

then, a fire flickered
like there was a burning hope,
arms around my body,
i felt safe, i felt the warmth of love

but then the sound of the clock
caused me to clinch my fists

i am awake again
with tears in my eyes

i remember i was given choices

to dream, i choose . . .