Trapped within a prison built of falsity
I struggle to remember who is really me.
Am I the perfect daughter that my parents think I am
or am I someone else and the rest is just a scam.
Am I the tender lover? Am I the faithful wife?
Or are those just disguises that I use to hide my life?
They come on automatically, I don’t even realize
as I carousel my faces, not noticing the lies.
Some day I’ll find the switches
and turn them off, one by one
and when there are no more…
I’ll see who I am when I am done.
Author notes
Today, I'm a poet (LOL)
Prompt: Picture
Picture Credit: Google Images (Author Unknown)
No limits
A contest entry
- Unusal Pic Prompt IV by Carolina Moon.
450 points, ended July 3, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome
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so cool!
i had no idea what to write for this~
LOVE LOVE your take!
its very well done
love the ending!
smashing
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I had a look at this image and nothing came to me ... I'm glad I didn't attempt it after reading this one! there's no way my write would've lived up to what you came up with!!!
wonderfully done and superb lesson to be learnt here too
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Good take an excellent flow. Best of luck
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Sigh of Relief!
For a minute I thought this poem was about me. Haha! I always love rhyme and you do it so well!
Good job and best of luck in the contest!
Jennifer
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Sigh of Relief!
For a minute I thought this poem was about me. Haha! I always love rhyme and you do it so well!
Good job and best of luck in the contest!
Jennifer
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OH!
Perfect. The picture hit something in me anyway, and then your words made it even more so.
This is what I need to do. Can you tell me where the switches are please??
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Great take on the picture. I love the way this flowed as well. Wonderful read, thank you so much for your entry!
Linda
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