Too Weak
May I be excused a moment or two
No one knows these feelings like do
The uninvited presence of guilt and shame
Beating on my back and screaming my name.
Standing tall on my knees
To see what my confidence sees
Nothing but a fake mask and taped lips
Afraid to face the truth as time slips.
Never be afraid I was once told
But I am afraid of loosing myself
In this ever-changing world
I keep on praying for help.
Copyright © Vandyke Buckner | Year Posted 2017
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