I don’t allow my façade to slip
I don’t allow myself to cry
I fear what I hide behind
My façade of functionality
I hide my heart
I hide my pain
I wear armor
To protect myself
I fear what will happen
If I allow myself to cry
What will happen
If I allow myself to feel pain
I fear the unending abyss
The pain that overwhelms
The pain I’ve felt before
The pain that was so great
That the only way out
I believed
Was to end it
To end my life
I cannot feel that pain
I cannot afford to be
Hopeless
Can I feel pain
Without feeling hopeless
Can I feel pain
As someone “normal” would
Can I feel pain
Without a descent
Into the depths of
Despair
Into a
Living Hell
Surely I can
Yet, all these decades later
I remain in hiding
Cold
Stoic
Unfeeling
Defended
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