The Face
(I wrote this after my husband was horrifically killed in an industrial accident and everyone told me how well I was surviving)!
The face sheās wearing on my face
Is not my face at all.
The girl thatās breathing in this girl
Is really just a wall.
The girl thatās āmeā, the face you see,
Is just a happy mask.
The breath you hear, the smile I wear,
āIs whose then?ā Do you ask?
The one you see, the girl thatās āmeā
Is always full of fun.
She laughs a lot, has always got
A smile for everyone.
Within the smile, once in a while,
Youāll catch a sudden stare,
As from the āfunā, she longs to run
To someone who could care.
Beneath the face, there lurks a place
Of shadows, pain and sadness.
Under the laugh, there runs a path
Of shudders, blame and badness.
Itās not her fault, sheād like to halt
The life sheās forced to lead.
Who could she tell about her āHellā?
Thereās no one there whoād heed.
She hoped one day, tāwould go away
And leave her safe and free.
Then in its place, would be my face,
Myself Iād truly be.
The face Iād wear upon my face,
Would be my face, you see.
The girl that breathed within this girl
Would really just be me.
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It is true, a person might look outside well, joyful and happy but inside they are tormented, hurt and in pain.
Indeed, Stephanie!Ā
Carrie this is so sad, I'm truly sorry to hear of such a tragedy
But this poem by far is amazing
I loved it immensely, love to you nardine xox
Nardine, thank you soĀ much for your very kind words. I don't think anyone can ever completelyĀ recover from such a tragic loss but happily, as time goes by, the sad thoughts seem to be eclipsed by the happy memories!Ā
I really appreciate your comment!
Much love to you, too,
Carrie
(I am in the middle of a 7-Day Book Signing and have been ordered by my Manager not to get side- tracked with any social medium but I feel your comment was too important to ignore)!
Hi Cherie,
Thank you for your beautiful thoughts and comment. Yes, writing, 'The Face' was so cathartic for me. So many of us suffer in silence, battling on, pretending we are coping, when inside we are screaming to get out of our painful existence.
I am so sad to hear of your pain and hope it has easedĀ a little by now.
I send you hugs, too, and many thanks for taking the time to write.
Much love,
Carrie
Good write, thanks for sharing, my applause, my vote
Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thank you so much!
Carrie
beautiful poem.xx
Thank you so much, John! x
How did I manage to do that twice, John?Ā No tech head am I!Ā
Thank you so much,Ā Drunkenwolf, for both your words of commendation and your consoling words of kindness. Carrie
Hello Carrie...
Thank you for sharing your story...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Sometimes, all we are left with are Fond and Happy memories...
Thank you, Sparrowsong,
The memories are so vivid, I am so glad we have those!
Carrie
Sorry for your loss. It takes strength to carry on in such a tragedy and you have despite the ongoing pain. Touching poem.
Thank you so much, Shirley.
It has been hard but writing is so cathartic, isn't it? Since my beautiful husband was killed, I have become:- ha ha....but true...'An Award-Winning International Author'....I can hardly believe it....my husband would be amazed!
I'm glad you like the words.
The very best of wishes to you, Shirley,
Carrie
That is wonderful. Happy for you.