Veiled existence
once offered as
authentic
gave no worth to
weakness
Fearing exposure
of failings would
render me flawed;
a sin of sorts
so I've been taught
So many years hiding
within inner corners
cowering,
while pretence
stormed strong
along paths taken
A futile facade
Now I embrace
uncertainty
and find freedom
in frailty
No longer concealing
error due to ego
Seeing strength
in all that is
left to learn
and simply standing
genuine


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Simply superb to read as always...best of luck in the contest, but its winner to me 










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