See The People

See the people And the masks they wear Hiding their pain from one another Lest anybody stare   See their painted smiles And porcelain expressions Under ever increasing pressure Weakened from exertion   See the cracks now forming And flakes of paint falling The scars they tried to hide Now coming into view   See [...]

Creases

I keep my old poems In a drawer next to my bed Filed away for more than a decade Destined to never be read The paper's creased Crumpled and torn Filled with words of love Rage, regret and scorn The angst and anguish Of a teenage mind Writing the only escape It could ever find [...]