Missing Fifteen

Anxiously awaiting conclusions of trials Dishonesty fading with passage of time Veracity revealed in knowing smiles Poetry occluding the truth in a rhyme Blissfully following my feet in the dark Shoulder the demons found under my skin Afraid of the path, I’ve yet to embark These battles to lose; for life to begin The day I engaged; a sinister smile Assuming blue skin; as true as your gospel Surviving the mask, to stay for a while Through days of denial, and demons that call There’s war in my heart; no matter the cost In peace that I seek, this lies in between The demons I love; the days to be lost I’m worried that I have yet to be seen Imagining new smile lines I never found on you Lullabies of fading stars to hail the morning sun Shining light upon these scars to make me feel anew Haunt me soon, my lovely gun; for what is sure to come