maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t

tell me your deep darkest secrets

pull me into quicksand

share what aches you to the bone

searching for a healing balm

for this soul

even your soul too

masks down, hands up

who’s behind there

are you friend or foe

I’ll hold the mirror

to show how you could look

with your scars exposed

I think you’re lovely

I pretend this was for you

maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t

I am aware of the opaque reality

that anyone can hide from me

I’m a creep and I sneak

behind a kind face

to feel safe

I tell myself I want to be

invisible while you are

clear as day to me

I’m afraid to admit

I want to be seen

without the need

for you to pray for me

after on the way home

keep your damn eyes on the road

masks down, hands up

who’s behind there

are you friend or foe

I’ll hold the mirror

to show how you could look

with your scars exposed

I think you’re lovely

I pretend this was for you

maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t

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