No, Do Not Tell Me

No, do not tell me

I'm beautiful,

For underneath this mask

Hides a terrified soul,

Afraid of all the flaws

That no one can see. 

No, do not tell me

that I'll be fine.

I'm teetering

On a broken spine

A tear away

From meeting divine. 

No. do not tell me

that the future

will be bright.

I'm blinded inside

Impenetrable darkness

Engulfs all your light. 

No, do not tell me

that my dreams

will come true.

I've sacrificed them

For acceptance

To the gods

Of daily mediocrity. 

No, do not tell me

that I'm a

brave warrior.

My handle falters

Stumbling confused

For battles not mine

Snuff my desperate breath. 

No, do not tell me

that we fall

only to rise.

My prison

Has no walls

Only my face

Laughing in disgrace. 

No, do not tell me

that you worry

about me.

For I'm beyond

Your feeble grasps

I welcome the pain

In between my gasps. 

No, do not sugarcoat

the truth for me.

For I might sail

your treacherous seas

To languish and drown

A voyage to Hades.

For what is hope

But the light

On the rocks

That my waves

Have traveled years

To crash when they meet