Living a lie by SusiQ
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Hi all. It's been a long time since visiting with you all. Just needed a hug and to give a hug in return!
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Living a lie
That's the way it should be seen
So people can see me as a better person
Let me twist myself into this mould
So I can be accepted
For what people seem to see me as
And not the rough piece of flesh
under the hourglass.
Oh yes I love sitting in the garden
My nails muddy with soft rich earth
Absorbing God's peace through my pores
Is that a neighbour looking over the fench
I drag on the pink plastic gloves
So the original won't be seen.
I laugh out loud while inside I weep
with trying to conform into someone I'm not
My friends are not
They strive to match my plastic facade
And start living their own lies
Giggling in heinous fashion
while stumbling on dangerous shoes
that are designed to fail
when you most need a sure footing.
A raindrop falls and dribbles down my face
Terror pierces my heart
as I feel a piece of my cheek
begin the downward mudslide
It must not reach the blemish
I have beneath
the layers of porcelin dust.
I yearn to lift and close my eyes
to the healing downpour of
pure heavenly water
To dance patterns in the puddles
As clothing wrinkles with fun.
My soul cries out for love
while eyes seek out the best looking
most obnoxious behaviour
designed for notice and speculation
So I too can be noticed
and pitied with envy.
We set sail for self destruction
by choice not by accident.
Comments (4)
SusiQ
This %$#%$ site not saving my changes... The pic is an adaption of Zivari by Vali!
jo_dis
Ah the pain and sadness we impose upon our selves when trying to please instead of just being who we are ... with all our foibles and flaws. Quite moving piece of work
Chipka
Ah, the conundrum of life! We live in a society that says honesty is valuable, and yet in the same breath, we are told to conform, consume, obey. There are so many ways this poem can be taken, so many truths that it touches on, elegantly, and like many people, I'm one who spends quite a lot of time being myself: not an easy proposition, since I also live in a "world" that requires that I shave, that I listen to a particular sort of music, and look only at a particular sort of woman with a particular sort of hairdo. I prefer my harder life, however; my stranger music (often without lyrics that boil down to "oooh baby, I love you, oooh baby, I miss you..." you know...the same song that plays over and over again on the radio: although now the stuff on the radio is just dull and soulless. Anyway, I'm rambling. And I agree with jo_dis, that this is quite a moving piece of work, and I for one love humans, largely in part because of our flaws and foibles...and as the alien in the movie "Starman" declared in expressing his Hollywood-style admiration for humanity: "When things are at their worse, humans are at their best." I agree with that, not necessarily in that things SHOULD be at their worse, but in that we SHOULD do the Buddhist thing and get rid of the mind that says "this is good and that is bad" and simply live! Okay, I'm rambling on a bit, as I tend to do--but all of that is to say that I really appreciate this poem; it contains what I call poetic truth, which is not exactly a "fact" in the scientific/mathematical sense of the word, but is far less subjective than that other stuff commonly called truth...which is...in all honest, simply an opinion that many people agree upon. That doesn't make it true, it just makes it...socially acceptable...polite...exactly like a pair of high-heel shoes (which for as useless as they are) serve a completely different purpose than the one everyone uses them for...but that's a discussion for another time. Suffice it to say, you've got my mind to working and I enjoy that, immensely...and yeah, hugs (given and received) are far more valuable than all of the money in the word... This is quite a moving piece of work, and I love the honesty in it.
kasalin
Very great and true words !!!!!!!! Hugs Karin :)