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Raven Blue Aug 2020
I always have fun and laugh with people but deeply I am sad and hurt;
I always smile at people but my heart is frowning.
I always say that I'm okay but truthfully I am not;
I always say "Yes" but my real answer is "No".
I'm a man of many masks and pretend to be someone that I'm not;
I always tell lies and have hidden desires.
I always act and put on my mask in the crowd;
Yes, I'm a great pretender.
Raven Blue Aug 2020
It's okay to cry when you're sad;
It's okay to show your weakness and lean on to someone to be glad.
It's okay to put off your mask;
And just be yourself.
It's okay to make mistakes;
And learn from it.
It's okay to get mad and get upset;
It's okay to choose and be kind to yourself first before others.
It's okay to be selfish sometimes;
It's okay to feel lonely and get hurt.
It's okay to admit that you are really not okay;
It's okay to get tired and just rest.
Seranaea Jones Jul 2020
my panic sack would have
contained enough breath
to blow out most of this
year’s birthday candles

inverted,

a mask tumbles out like
some kind of lung-wallet,

hinting whispered
passwords

i hyperventilate into it
with resignation upon
each casting of a socially
distant wave

splashing between crests—

a sense of security swells
in my chest as i drown in

absolute safety...


"pest bag"
©2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
i wonder if they plan to build
colonies for the infected
this century ?
Ylzm Jul 2020
No flimsy mask but witnessing faith
Not mere belief but transcendental knowledge
Strong and unwavering not double minded
Bright light shining not cowering in fear
And the dead and dying revealed as weak

But as the wise knows he's a fool
You are strong for you're weak
Truth's a double-edged sword
Separating the living from the dead
And loud boastful liars from those chosen
Mrs Anybody Jul 2020
i hid
my true
emotions
behind
jokes
and laughter

but your
playful comment
******* hurt
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Nigdaw Jul 2020
we are all anonymous now
not even a face in the crowd
defined by the mask we wear
rather than the one we hide behind
eyes open to the world
staying alert to danger
our breath filtered just in case
we’re the enemy everyone’s looking for
our smiles are silenced
our glares turned to frowns
friends become strangers
we are all clowns
family and allies
our new kind of tribe
supporting our bubble
that’s both strong and fragile
this is the aftermath fallout
where beauty and ugliness
stand side by side
walking in unison
stride for stride
Brian Gallagher Jul 2020
Why cant I fill the void in me
Wearing the mask of a smile drains me daily
Putting others first always
Yet don't want to bother them on good or bad days
Alone in a sea of friends
Drowning slowly and when will it end?
I carry so much weight on my chest
Feeling every beat of my heart as my last
I need someone to hold me and help me with this pain
It's never ending, will I ever be the same?
I know I can talk to a select few who are always there
But I can’t burden them if I don’t know what I need to bare
Its this endless loop that makes me want to break down
But strong I will be as Doc is always the smile around
I too hurt, grieve, and ache to be held, to have a consoling touch or hold
But today I will be here for you with open arms bringing you in from the cold
scrawny Jul 2020
when the darkness kiss the light goodbye
my pain and sorrow
starts to say hi
with the tears streaming down my cheeks
letting my pillow acts as the basin
of my sorrow
letting the moon be the witness
of my aching heart
And letting the darkness
Comfort me through my sadness
I  cried my way out through the night
Until hours passed by and I realized
It's now sunrise
And it's another day to put on my mask of lies
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