Veneer
Shell
Mask
What lies beneath?
authenticity
artificiality
a hybrid
There once was a time
I believed
...in my redeemer
...in the true way
...in my healers
...in people
Where once was belief,
now are scars
Beneath the veneer, drywall rots
Inside the shell, hollow is
Under the mask, makeup cracks
I'll take the shell,
if I have to choose
At least it echoes
january 19, 2013
