Exposed (work in progress)

As easy as lips can
Eyes can lie
I've heard it all
Seen it all
The world is more tortured and damaged than presumed
If everyone must wear a mask to hide their wounds
Putting on masquerades is easier than living in the time
And they wonder why people are lost...
Busy cradling bodies at night
Hoping no one can see the secrets that are hiding beneath veils like warts or bad acne
Covered by concealer
Hidden hurts, truths and loves
Just for one day
To be exposed...

To Be Continued.

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On the edge again
Feeling more overwhelmed than usual
What I knew to be true
Has no truth anymore
Words have lost value
And my beliefs are now being tested
Why is the truth so hard to receive?
Words on top of words on top of words mean nothing
If even one's heart is hiding from emotion
Fears play & toy with the psyche
Inviting in insecurities & resentment
To think, longevity must come with ease, must be some twisted lie we once believed
To last, to put real effort forth, comes with a price to be paid
Sacrifices for a life with a future
Now that this is known...
The question is, where is my home?
Safe place
Where am I? Where should I reside?
Where's my truth?
The truth in which I'm being loved for every flaw just as much as every perfection I own
Where's my home?
The one I call my own, knowing that even when I part from it, it's mine.