Shhh, don’t tell
don’t let on
that you’re in hell
hush now
Your lips are pursed
don’t tell the doctor
or the nurse
eyes down
What lurks within
can’t be without
masked by a grin
and bear it
So well hidden
the mortal sin
guilt well ridden
(Angels don’t sing)
The mask of norm
slips on by
distorts the form
stiff upper lip
Word to the wise
soured apple
of your eyes
windowless soul
Darkness falls
eclipses all
no voice can call
chin up
© Eyes Down 07.03.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Broken Reflection (Photo credit: shinealight)
Aw … chin up, eyes down …
🙂
I love this!
Thank you 🙂
Great metaphors
Thank you 🙂
Well chosen words and images.
Thank you 🙂
so sad but very, very true…well done~
Thank you, I’m glad that you appreciated it 🙂
Reblogged this on Rescuing Little L and commented:
this is why i sit tonight….eyes down, no one daring to look….
Just re-blogged your beautiful poem….
Oh thank you so much for the reblog – how very kind of you – I’m delighted that you appreciated it 🙂