Disguise
As soon as I attempt to close my tired eyes the visions begin to haunt
Restlessly, I toss and turn
And the visions continue to taunt
I desperately attempt to disguise all of my pain with the illusion of a happy heart
But, my sorrow is growing everyday
And I am slowly continuing to fall apart
My world in which I once lived had vanished into thin air
Part of me yearns to find it
While the other part of me does not care
I live each day consumed with the fear of proceeding accompanied by the fear to not try
Standing there as if frozen
Running out of excuses as to why
I seem to have misplaced the drive which I once held inside of me
It has stolen all my hopes and dreams
Glancing upon my reflection I no longer recognize what I see
I find myself unable to describe this emptiness which cages me like a slave
My daydreams are no longer of happy thoughts
Instead I find myself daydreaming of my grave
I continue to hold onto one thought which soothes me although it is of my dismiss
I think of the end
A happy place where I no longer have to hide behind a disguise
Copyright © Danielle Brunelle | Year Posted 2018
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