Masked
Masked
…
The rain pelts down
On this soft and gentle day
But inside my head, I wonder
If you will always stay.
Because that’s what you said
Before you slammed the door
On our hopes and our dreams;
We could be so much more.
Than just a pair of friends,
Together watching
This world’s horrid end.
But our life is not over
And we still have some love
Leftover.
As with each page’s tear
My mind starts to wear
Down each and every final
Situation.
And so I drown
Those tears away,
My broken heart-
Forever here to stay,
Swallowed up by each down
Of my hollow medication.
But it’s nothing like mine
Which will always get worse
Each and every time.
And instead of numbing
Each and every crossword,
I knew that you’d come running,
The single second that you heard.
But my cries and my tears
Are not for you to hear.
For I am still lost
On what you want us to be.
I thought it was forever-
That night that we crossed
Our full names together
On that rainy lake’s broken tree.
So I wonder if you’ll ever
Drop that stupid blank mask
Or if it’s just for me to see-
As an actor, you bask
In all the fame and all the glory,
As I one day tell our story.
Oh, it certainly is
A monumental task.
But I’ll write ‘till I cry
‘Till the words make me die.
And just you wait and see.
My story reverbs through our minds.
And one day, through our galaxy.
And if you ever doubt your power
Of your damn blank mask-
In every waking, horrid hour.
Well just sit back and think.
My hands are drenched in my pen’s poisoned ink.
And you didn’t even have to ask.
Copyright © Sylvia Lupien | Year Posted 2025
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