Unmasking the Hidden Struggle
Beneath the mask, where scars reside,
A hero's facade, in shadows, I hide.
Head held high, though helpless I feel,
Smiling to conceal the wounds that are real.
I say "I'm okay" to dodge the queries,
Flooded questions, drowning worries.
Strength portrayed, yet breaking unseen,
A wall built high, suffering between.
Pain digs deep, soul bleeding sore,
Reaching flesh and bones, to the core.
Detachment shields, eases the strife,
A lie of hope for a better life.
Pieces broken, bricks conceal,
Hoping hearts see, emotions reveal.
Will this fragile fortress crumble at last,
Or shall I silently fade, a forgotten cast?
Sobbing sorrows, tears that weep,
In solitude, secrets buried deep.
In a world of uncertainty, a plea,
Is there a place for someone like me?
No island, suffocating in my own land,
Seeking refuge, a gentle hand.
For in the echoes of silence, I stand,
Hoping to breathe in a compassionate strand.
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