Mask This mask I wear is a burden I bear The pain is leaden; dragging me to the ground I smile through it;
Surface There you see, the smiling me A facade I created, A game I concocted, Just for you. All of you. Beneath
Can you see? Can you see me? All of me? Screaming in there? Hidden in there? All of me? Smiling for you? Dancing for
I am a bit isolated lately. And this poem reflects that. The Bright Will you talk to me about what goes on in the light?
This was my entry into a 2012 migraine poetry contest. Didn’t win though. Shut Down Time inches forward with the sluggish mind lagging, Thousands of