My Verdict

Faces on the lace.

Masks for the outside world.

Change

eyes and nose,

mustache.

It’s all so simple

all so difficult

when I can’t control my small world.

That’s everything to me

when they have control

of all I hold dear

and their hold is pain.

It rips through my heart

my eyes seep salt water.

My mouth wrinkles

crinkles in disgust.

Frustration in deep hidden corners.

Bursts in pain

chokes in crying.

All so complicated.

All so simple

when the lace of lies

is drawn back.

My calm

tender heart exposed

for so few to see

for so few to see

when it crinkles and jerks

in hurt

in angry sobs of crying.

For yes,

I do love

and I do hate

and I do live

unhappily

in my sorrowful fate.