Wow, perfectly expressed and I could feel your struggle. I can relate to your words and pain, as I have felt those things for many reasons and many years struggled to overcome abuse, submission and depression. All the while putting on the face for the world to see a calm brave woman trying desperately to get it all done on a daily basis.
I’ve never been the kind of girl,
Who hid her face;
Always tried to show the world,
I got what it takes;
Didn’t realize the toll it took,
The stress I was going through;
Till it reached a breaking point,
I was getting loose…
All the knots, all the bolts;
Coming down, I’m losing control;
The stage that I- Considered home,
Left a dent, I didn’t know.
Down and down it spiraled on,
Still I smile to show the world;
They say the show must still go on,
A hidden face won’t do the work.
Most not all of the world is blind,
Some deciphered I wasn’t fine;
All the applause- which pushed me on,
Slowly faded with who I was;
I had to find the girl I knew ,
Before the stage, led to my doom.
The missing piece of the puzzle- me
It wasn’t easy rediscovering it…
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