Under the grief*

Under the grief lies a pure naked soul
Shivering
Sighing
Living
Dying
And I wonder what you think of me
The conjuror with many faces
But I swear I never lied
Deceit is my forte and I intend to build on you
On your face is etched a smile
Behind your eyes is a sigh
Become your own person
Sit with me
Talk and bear your heart
I care
Yes, of course I care
Why suffer when you have a whole world to love?
Why eat the bread of sorrow
And drink the water of affliction
When life is beconing to you
From behind the curtain
I'm hiding from you
Yes, I fear you
And I crave the guiltnessness of a quiet life
I cannot speak to them
I cannot
I wish that I could be that person
Hiding underneath the grief
Hiding underneath the lies
But I can't bring myself to look
I can't bear it
So I sit here
And you stand beside me

Without