With time names and dates engraved on headstones weather beneath pelting sleet and rain to soften carefully chiseled letters
Little by little etchings become blurred at the edges indistinct and unreadable
Personality features fade daily hidden with words structured into facades readily available as a cover from those who wish to unearth the treasures within
What a struggle to hide to mute or soften eccentricities into normalities What an effort continual concealment behind frights and fears as though a child playing hide-and-go seek with others
Self-effacement becomes a life-style of constantly playing a game without a prize
First write in a long time. I'm giving HelloPoetry another try