Underneath it all

Underneath it all

A Poem by B.S. Scarpa
"

The hurt, pain, deceit and betrayl!

"

You have them fooled.
All of them out there.
Outside these four walls.
Everyone stares.

They see the facade,
To cover the truth.
The lies that you generated,
Grew and grew.

Each day you water them,
A little bit more.
Man this girl,
Doesn't know what's in store.

She sees your charms,
Beauties and poise.
She doesn't see,
What lies in wake.

Outside your friendly,
Your kind and your sweet.
You have them fooled.
I can see.

If only they knew,
what you really were.
The monster inside,
Behind the door.

The one that says,
I hold my family dear.
The monster that reels,
Snarls and growls.

I have lived behind closed doors.
I see the the person inside more.
I feel the pain from,
The monster inside.

The feeling of innocence.
Is no longer there.
You've raised your voice.
You've stood up your hair.

The monster inside of you.
Has always been there.
I see you reeling.
Ready to pounce.

I see the monster,
Behind closed doors.
The one you are hiding,
Desperately now.

I am being given an opening.
A window of light.
I can move on,
I can end this fight.

They don't see what,
What I know is inside.
A monster is waiting,
And reeling.

I am going to be freed,
from the icy grasp.
The constant pain,
Inside my chest.

She doesnt know,
What's behind the door.
The innocent facade,
You have provided before.

The same charms,
Smiles and care.
I see the beginning,
The same as before.

The smiles, the laughter,
The joys and the sane.
Its becomes nothing,
But endless pain.

In the end she will see,
The pain that i know.
Because it will be her,
Behind the door.

I know your game,
The one that you play.
The one that sends tears,
Down my face.

I wish she would see you.
For what you are.
The monster thats hiding,
behind the door.

That mask you wear,
Only stays on so long.
She won't see it coming.
Even though she knows its there.

© 2014 B.S. Scarpa


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B.S. Scarpa
B.S. Scarpa

pensacola area, FL



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