Slipping Mask

Each day, she carefully
Placed a mask upon her face
To keep the world out
And her feelings in.
Her terror and panic
Lay perfectly hidden
Behind a serene facade.
But some days,
The mask felt heavy
And it slipped
Giving people a glimpse
Of the chaos beneath.
Each time it slipped
She put it back in place,
But sometimes it slipped too far
And fell
Leaving her face bare
For the world to see.
On those days
The world saw her shame.

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3 Responses to Slipping Mask

  1. Yu/stan/kema says:

    Very good poem, Pooky.

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  2. wbdeejay says:

    Leaves me wondering, if her shame was just from being revealed, or if she felt there was something else further down she felt ashamed of.

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