I leave the tears on the pillow
I leave them safely confined
in the hell of my own home
and I put on a show.
The shell is smiling
the shell has a sense of humor
the shell keeps under control
the fire burning below
I exist in duality
what I show and what I am
maybe the show becomes reality
and I finally let go off this hope
that’s burning a hole in my soul.
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I think many of us can relate to this. Well expressed.
Thank you!