The Mask

With tear-filled eyes and a counterfeit smile,

I lied through my teeth,

I told you I agreed with you,

That we both needed time to breathe,

It was only you that needed it,

I was breathing just fine,

But deep down I knew it was what you really wanted,

You knew it too,

A pin drop could be heard,

Inside the empty shell,

In the hollowed-out cavity,

That you like to call a heart,

Where your love for me used to call home,

The ear-piercing ring of my loneliness,

Smothers the lowly dismal howl of my sobbing cries,

All of the tears I’ve shed,

Could sail a boat down this salty ocean,

If only my tears could wash away,

All of the nasty, venomous words,

That pass forth from your lips,

Maybe I can use the string of twisted lies,

That you have grown so fond of telling,

As thread to sew up the pieces of my shattered heart,

And we could someday start anew,

With a clean slate,

Or maybe we could pull out the string,

We wove through my now mended heart,

Use it to anchor the sail,

On a ship that has long since landed,

On the sandy shores of the fairytale,

Where we were in love once again,

Everything is okay within us,

No deception, secrets or lies,

Without the shouting, fighting, or cries,

I wouldn’t have to paste on a fake smile,

Or pretend things were alright,

I wouldn’t have to worry,

Maybe I could sleep at night,

I daren’t have to hide my tear-stained face,

In my pillow in the dark,

Everything would be real,

And I can remove this shadowed mask.