Thursday, September 22, 2011

Removing the Mask

Dress came on, the shoes were placed
The necklace dangled above her breast
The lace gloves covered her hand almost to her fingertips
Just enough to show her beautiful fingers.
This wasn't her.

He pulled the jeans up, buttoned his shirt
He put on his chaps and tied his boots.
He wasn't anything close to the person he saw in the mirror.
Even the bandana couldn't fix it.
This wasn't him.

Everyday is another charade;
Another dress up like Halloween.
There is no telling how long the make-up stays,
When the mask will finally come off
And reveal who you really are.

Everyday I wonder if I twist myself into something...
Anything to not feel what I feel...
And then it comes to me..
And I go to it...

I held my shoes in my hand, 
The sand was warm and nice on my feet.
I removed my shirt, my pants, my everything..
I threw my shoes and felt the water overtake me.
I wiped the make-up off my face.
And I swam...

Hi, This is me.

--grb--9/2011






4 comments:

  1. A couple of years ago I wrote something vaguely similar which I title 'The Mime'. I have no identity. I am only what everyone else wants me to be and people hear out of my lips whatever they want to hear.

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  2. Thank You for commenting, Bicep. Maybe you should pull the mask down and be who you are. I am a little late for learning this in life, but you can never truly be happy unless you are honest and happy with yourself. No one makes your world go round but you. :)

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  3. The sad part is I have been a performer for most of my life. I know very well how to please everyone else. It's what I am conditioned to do. I have no idea what my true identity is or how to value things for myself. What I know are roles, roles to be filled, roles that need to be filled and I guess I always seek some form of satisfaction hoping I find a role that suits me.

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  4. Little do you realize, Bicep, you were just talking like you...perhaps this is who you are just trying figure out who you are when you have been you the whole time. The role that suits you is you. Find your own opinions, get mad, react, say what is on your mind and to hell with everyone else. In the end, we all turn to dust alone...so do what you need to do in life and maybe you will find everything you are looking for. This is advice I am trying to take myself. Pull off the mask, see yourself for who you are. :)

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