Heart, Scarred and Pained
"I wear a mask so people won't ask, 'Why are you still grieving?' It's because I want to go on believing that I'll be with my loved ones once more." Quote by poem's author
This wounded heart of mine yearns to retreat
into a world where memories beg to entreat
the illusion that loved ones I sorrowfully miss
will return to share an embrace; a tender kiss.
In this imperfect world, where we mortals die,
death has darkened my happiness, and I cry
for those I've loved and lost. Bereft and torn,
I sail on grief's galleon where alone, I mourn.
I'll not bare my misery nor tears on my cheek.
I wear a mask to disguise that I've become weak.
A facade so my tears won't need to be explained
and why my broken heart is scarred and pained.
I will admit I'm flawed, damaged, and defective.
In my mirror I see a face cracked and reflective,
but no one knows I cry myself to sleep each night.
I keep my emotions well-hidden and out of sight.
June 21, 2021
Writing Prompt - Flawed - Contest
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