Poetry

Masked

And so the last day of my poetry posting has arrived!

My next posts will be about my story TWWRTW and how the journey of writing it is drawing to a close.

But I still have one last poem to share. I originally had a lighter toned poem to share, but chose a different one instead. I wanted to keep to the theme, and the original poem I chose didn’t really fit that.

As you know, these past few posts have been the poetry I wrote during the darkest times in my life. This last poem is short and, like the rest, it’s unedited — something that bothers me a bit — but I think emotion is easier to capture without worrying about how perfect it is.

 

How I wish my mask wasn’t so easy to hide behind,

or that I wasn’t so adept at painting over the scars with the brightest hues.

For now I’m bleeding in color.

 

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