Sta.sh
“How are you?” “How’s life?”
This is asked every day
But it’s the reason for lies
While we all hide our pain
They may ask us with feeling
While they try to be kind
But they don’t want truth
So we just say we‘re fine
We say that life’s great
That It could not get better
But secretly inside
We could not feel deader
The pain stays acute
Yet the numb overrides
As you feel yourself falling
Into some deep dark divide
Every day is spent hiding
Depending on tasks
While beneath is just agony
We try to hold to our masks
All you want to do
Is to just stop lying
To tell them the truth
That you feel like you're dying
We try to reach out
To show we’re not fine
But with sadness so deep
We're far passed that line
So we suffer in silence
Every moment in pain
Feeling unworthy
And far too much shame
No one will know
Until that last breathe
When all that is left
Is the prospect of death
When their blindness lifts
They’ll be too late
For I'm already gone
I've resigned to my fate
May 29th, 2012
A. Heimby
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