MaskA Poem by Marie HarrisonA poem about betrayal.MASK
You were a mask,
I don't know why I need to ask
why you're not here anymore.
The fool in love
is always the last
to know.
Everything was
smelling like roses
to me.
How was I to know
they were all your
fake poses fooling me?
You thought it was
pretty cool making
a fool of me!
At least I can escape you,
that's not so easy for
you to do.
Everywhere you go,
there you are,
wearing your mask
again.
It's hard to be true
to your own self,
much less show
your true self
to me.
I knocked your
mask off once
and all I saw
was a ball
of nothing
underneath.
Always knew you
were a ball to be
around.
© 2010 Marie HarrisonAuthor's Note
Featured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
111 Views
4 Reviews Added on June 19, 2010 Last Updated on June 19, 2010 AuthorMarie HarrisonAtlanta, GAAboutMomma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|