Your Mask. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

You wore your mask so finely,
no one would ever guess.
what lay beneath so hidden,
did not make them love you less.

But inside was a turmoil.
That kept you up at night.
What you really wanted was
never out of sight.

But you did not believe in yourself
and thats were the problem lay.
You had too many memories of the past,
which had brought sadness and decay.

I hope one day you lift your mask,
so I can see your true being.
My love for you will never falter,
even if not seeing.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .