Breathe, I tell myself to breathe
I can’t afford to cry
In front of those who don’t know
The reason why
I lie
About how I feel.
Please don’t be real
Be a figment of my dreams
Don’t have a face
I lie
About what I see
Blinded by the chaos of this city.
In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer
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Michelle Ayon Navajas is an international best-selling poet. Her 5th poetry book, "I Will Love You Forever, Too" went straight to the number ONE spot in Amazon and Kobo.Com on its first day of release in less than 24 hours. She also authored the poetry books "After Rain Skies", "What If Snowflakes Don't Fall In Winter?", "Oh! Dear One", "I Would Fly To Where You Are" and "After Rain Skies, 2nd Edition". She is a published author at Spillwords NYC, a three-time "Publication of the Month" nominee. Her poem "Holding Hands" is a Publication of the year in at Spillwords NYC for 2021. Her poetry appeared in several international literary magazines and anthologies.
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Oh dear! After reading memories, I read this and all I want to do is send tons of hugs across ❤ ❤
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Hoping to catch up..thanks so much..😊
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Beautiful poem Mich 🙂
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Thank you so much🤓
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Lying to ourselves can be a form of self preservation; especially if the truth is too devastating to face. Powerful poem. ❤️
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That is so true..☺☺
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This was deep.. And I doubt there are many who have not lied to themselves .. ❤ the courage is in facing the truth and taking off the masks worn. ❤ xxx
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Yes Sue..we have to have the courage to take off or masks when the right time comes
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And we will and do.. 🙂 xxx
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So sad she cannot cry? Or she is and she’s lying. So sad she is blinded by the city lights and the person she wonders why, does not see her.
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Oohhhh..you enunciate it so well mandy…thanks
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