cover it up

love and lies

I

Can admit to being

Selfish and I

Know in my heart of

Hearts that the right thing

Is in front of me

Yet I close these eyes

I hold you close and have

The nerve to sympathize your

Plight

Though it isn’t fair or�"

Or right

But when I look at

You, I cry and

Through these oceans

I see the best of me

In you but

I wish to tell you what hurts

And I cannot

Because to do this is to

Hurt you instead so

I cover it up with

Makeup

And flat iron my hair

To pretty the lies and

ugly honesty

That wants to burst

Inside of me.

I love you, and to

Admit this is to dishonor that

Ugly pride that lives in me

And to dirty my hands is to

Dirty what’s right and

When you peel off the skin

You’ll see the barest part of

Me and

I admit this verse

Has saved me

 

 

 

Reviews

[Laurierose]

I love the honesty here! Poetry has always been an outlet for me and a true savior as well. Sometimes, when things aren't looking up it's easy to get down there somewhere. As far as coverage, when you're so good at masking something to the point where even you forget the face of truth then you've compromised yourself. I love how real this poem is and clearly you paint complex emotion and create such a smooth piece. Great read, my friend.