My mask

This loss has left me vulnerable

My thoughts and feelings spill out

They leak, they pour

I try to plug the gaps

Apply pressure

Caving in under the pressure

It’s not a grimace, I say

Just a smile

Not tears of depression

Tears of joy

So much to be grateful for, I say

Voice cracking

Emotions dripping out

From the corners of my eyes

Press them back

To the deepest corners of my mind

With my precious memories of him

Where I find the me I want to be

The me that’s past

Now I wear my mask