Fragile porcelain mask deflects all hazards of
everyday reality. Reoccurring fractures
continuously pasted over and
buffed out of view.
~*~
Emotions
locked away in
a file cabinet of self blame;
neatly tucked between the vanilla
creases labeled shame.
~*~
Flames of hatred
are fueled by resentment
within a fireplace of confusion.
Cascading tears bath a tortured soul
endlessly in silence; though never cleansing
away the tattooed filth left by an abomination's
diseased touch. Bruised flesh heals and
becomes hardened to real love.
~*~
Diminished
hope births a belief
of worthlessness that drowns
the heart and soul in the falsehoods
of self inflicted misery. Scarred inner beauty
cowers in the shadows. Burned as a child by hands
of unconditional love.
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