JEREMIAD: "FRAGILE MASK..." BY ZEPHNATH

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,

Hiding the tears that fall like rain.

Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but.

This ache in my soul rips at my gut.

My skin is on fire; I burn from within.

The calm on my face is an ongoing sin.

The world must stay out; I've built up a wall.

My fragile lie will collapse should it ever fall.

Loneliness consumes me; it eats away the years

Until my life is swallowed by unending fears.

Waiting for someone to see I wear a mask

And care enough to remove it; is that too much to ask?

ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N.

03-11-2022

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The poet persona speaks on how he fakes his happiness. So, his happiness looks like a mask upon the real unhappiness that he experiences.