Veil

You pretend there isn’t a storm

Nothing to protect you from the rain and hail

You walk barefoot in the alley

Glass hidden in the cracks of the pavement

Penetrating the soles of your feet

You never complained

You took on the ocean

You never swam in anything deeper than 5ft

Yet you rode waves

shaping your own reality

Living freely

You never feared a thing

You said it never existed

It was all an illusion

I found your diary

Your fears were hidden in thin pages

Wrinkles on each

Written in cursive

Numbered

I was number one

17 Comments

  1. Lovely poem, Introverse 🙂
    Wondering though, was that meant to be ‘soles’ or ‘souls’ as you wrote there.

    I should read a bit more of your blog now, shouldn’t I?
    Okay, I have to think of sleep ! 🙂

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