The Masks We Wear

A lot goes behind saving the soul.
Masks are worn and altered and changed;
But never does the soul expose
Itself, to anyone but the wearer.

This world of love and of faith,
and lies that bite and deceit that breaks,
and games we play to win the battles
groom our masks with each day.

Some are dark as the night,
And some shine to spread the light,
And some shimmer to completely block
Every detail of the soul they hide.

Then there are those that are simple,
Where others are strained
With a spillage of colors
One for each secret they conceal.

But I don't judge and I don't mind
Why you wear or what made you hide.
For Masks are windows to houses that survive
And endure both pain and delight.

So wear you must and make you a hundred
Or maybe more, one for each occasion.
You maybe as sick as the secrets you have,
but then that's for you to decide.

But I feel if we would just
Drop our masks and come in light,
And see each other for who we are,
We may find that we're all alike.

Then again, what do I know
So many that I have of my own
Neatly laid out in my mind,
One for each occasion.

To get the facade right.

In the Boat that I Rowed..

They say that it comes,
And they say that it goes,
This feeling of dark despair;
It comes as it goes.

It bled me clean,
And it stripped my soul.
But still I suffered,
Because they said it'll go.

They said I'll be OK,
But then what did they know
How past over the horizon,
I had sailed in my boat.

Because for me it came
And then took a little too long to go.
And before I could reason,
it flew me in its flow.

But like they never tell you,
And something I'd always known,
Putting the pieces together
Does not make a whole.

Convinced by my conviction
And propelled by the flow,
I attacked my oars with vigour
To reach my sun of hope.

Way past the horizon
I chased the sun to dusk,
And having lost it to the sea
The last of my hopes felt dunked.

But like they said to me
Before I left the shore,
Happiness did come knocking
But I failed to get the door.

Enlightened by the darkness
And blinded for want of light,
I took my plunge in earnest,
And so I took my flight.

But the sun did come up
Just as they said it would,
And then it went on shining
Through the times for those who stood.