Tatters

I make you laugh but, within me, I cry, Will my wet eyes dry only when I die...? My makeup makes you feel chuckle at me, My heavy heart within, you cannot see...! Trained like a beast, I learn tricks of my trade, At arduous times, who comes to my aid...? Pain and I are siblings born together, Grief and I are like a bird and feather...! Though anxieties brim-fill my whole soul, I smile, like a flower, and gently stroll...! I feed you with the elixir of fun, From the same elixir, my heart does shun...! My life seems simple like a plain landscape, I know the tough traps through where I escape...! Everything seems absurd at each day's end, Midst numerous friends I find no true friend...! The little rainbows that light up my path, Get wiped away by torrential rain's wrath...! The castles of joy I build soon collapse, I build on, yet, amidst each fatal lapse...! 09 January 2023 TATTERS Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose