I want to cry, curl in a ball and lay in bed for days
Yet I smile, laugh, and move as if nothing is wrong.
I am tired and hurt, but I push my emotions aside
Letting them build behind a dam in the desert one drop at a time
It nears the peak height of this dam and I wonder what will come
Will it burst through like a tsunami destroying everything in its path
Will it flood slowly creeping its way to the world around me
Will the dam break under the weight of this burden
Will I break under the weight of this?
I stand strong for those I care about to protect,
But inside I need a cane to stand without falling
No one knows the truth though, no one can see
The mirage is my work, effective and clean.
No one can see the truth just their desires
As I play the part like a puppet
Enrapturing the audience, having them see what I want
Not the redness around my sapphire eyes,
But the vibrancy of the sapphire as it reflects the stage lights
So skilled is my work no one will know,
I sit here and write as I unveil my mask, and cut my strings
The dam is leaking, as a small tear falls down my face
My smile, giving way to a worrisome look
As the sapphire is engulfed by scarlett
The dam is under the water, but it does not tear the world around me
It does not destroy me within minutes of chaos and confusion
The water trickles over slowly giving life to new growth.
The once dry desert becomes a meadow,
And the dam destroyed ending the mirage.
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 5:53 PM UTC
I want to cry, curl in a ball and lay in bed for days
Yet I smile, laugh, and move as if nothing is wrong.
I am tired and hurt, but I push my emotions aside
Letting them build behind a dam in the desert one drop at a time
It nears the peak height of this dam and I wonder what will come
Will it burst through like a tsunami destroying everything in its path
Will it flood slowly creeping its way to the world around me
Will the dam break under the weight of this burden
Will I break under the weight of this?
I stand strong for those I care about to protect,
But inside I need a cane to stand without falling
No one knows the truth though, no one can see
The mirage is my work, effective and clean.
No one can see the truth just their desires
As I play the part like a puppet
Enrapturing the audience, having them see what I want
Not the redness around my sapphire eyes,
But the vibrancy of the sapphire as it reflects the stage lights
So skilled is my work no one will know,
I sit here and write as I unveil my mask, and cut my strings
The dam is leaking, as a small tear falls down my face
My smile, giving way to a worrisome look
As the sapphire is engulfed by scarlett
The dam is under the water, but it does not tear the world around me
It does not destroy me within minutes of chaos and confusion
The water trickles over slowly giving life to new growth.
The once dry desert becomes a meadow,
And the dam destroyed ending the mirage.
