Too late
So we are afraid of what we can’t understand.
We cling to what we manipulate and define.
We sit and console ourselves that everything is fine.
But deep inside, there is a shadow hanging.
A feeling haunting us, a guilty heart but who is to blame
If s/he has your name?
We shut ourselves, we act…
A big stage life is…
The fear is so intense,
So we accommodate ourselves to the lies we create
And each day we hate our cowardice more and more
And we just go on losing what we adore.
So self- controlled and self- contained we are…
We just need to get rid of what lurks in the dark…
We just think this is the right thing to do…
But you know you are so wrong…
You go along lost in the wilderness deceiving
Yourself and thinking you are deceiving the others too.
Pity because everybody knows you
And your silly strategies.
One day when the mask is off,
You will find yourself crying over the mistakes
But it will be too late, too late…
Karla Bardanza
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this is so true
this is so true. Many years ago knew someone who did nothing but lie to me because he thought it was the right way to protect himself and me from the reality. It was unnecessary and I knew the man behind the mask all along. Was familiar with every strategy of his. But sometimes too much happens, too much time passes, and then it's too late for everything. You, then, slowly learn to live life despite this permanent loss ...A good read and evoked some memories. Thank you for your words.
Dear Treeroutes
Your words describe exactly what I tried to say.Thanks so much for your comment.
Karla Bardanza
"If things are unreachable... oh, my goodness! It is not a reason not to want them. How sad the paths would be if there was not the magical presence of the stars!"
Mário Quintana
beautifully put...
i think the world we build around ourselves- the one we say we are- IS the mask, maybe... it's certainly not us, right? it's outside of us, isn't it? just a thought... thanks for sharing the poem... :)
Dera Gcoolo6
I guess the world we build is our extension so it is not outside.It is the reality we chose.Sometimes it may be a sweet lie and it can be very dangerous to live like that.Thanks a lot for sharing your thought.
Karla Bardanza
"If things are unreachable... oh, my goodness! It is not a reason not to want them. How sad the paths would be if there was not the magical presence of the stars!"
Mário Quintana