The Party Will Go On

Say what you will, it'll carry on without you

The party will go on

Smiles plastered,

Laughs faked.

 

The party shall go on.

I participate,

Follow the game.

Smile,

Mingle,

Pretend to enjoy.

So hopefully they won’t notice

The mask is firmly in place.

 

The party continues on

No one knows,

What’s on my mind.

It’s heavy,

Weighing down my heart,

Till my heart slows.

Barely breathing,

I continue on.

 

The party drags on

People get tipsy,

While I stay sober.

All it does,

Is make them

Less likely

To see me.

The real me.

Surrounded,

Encased by brick.

A wall so tall,

Only few have dared

Crawl over.

The truth must be told.

But how can I tell it?

I’m so deep in this mess.

 

The party goes on.

Painfully, slowly.

While I disappear.

Lost in the mask.

My fake self.

My worst nightmares,

Here in real life.

I’m fading,

Heart to heavy,

And slow,

To go on.

 

Will no one remember me…

When I’m gone?

Author's Note

An old poem of mine I touched up a bit

Reviews

[In Bittersweet Company]

good poem