Ethel Theron Poet Rhyme

A Well-Dressed Mess

A Well-Dressed Mess

Sometimes she feels damaged and dark. 
and that no one really sees or knows how deep it goes. 
The contrast is stark.
Difference is night and day.

Her aura and love for others shines as bright as the sun.
While her heart is as heavy and clouded as the sky when the storm comes.
Every time, she thinks she finds a safe space to be herself… feel seen, heard and understood.
 it dissipates right before her eyes… 
like cotton candy in a bowl 
of water. 
She tries to grasp at it, but before she knows it, 
it’s gone. 

She finds comfort in her solace and solitude,
because she’s unmasked and declothed.
 No white picket fence & garden full of roses,
with pleasant smiles and false supposes.

Just her. No expectations and room for
discernment from others. The ones who
never really see her, are the ones who
stay... She is still figuring it all out. “I'll just take it
day by day”, she says.

She’s a composed, poised and “well-dressed” mess.
Striving for independence and trying to be strong
But, constantly succumbs to emotional distress 
As though she deserves it.

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