Camouflage

In the eyes of this cruel world, I am living the dream,
A life that’s picture-perfect, or so it seems
But little did they know, I bear a handful sorrow and pain
A hidden torment, an internal storm I cannot erase.

With a dazzling smile painted on, I try to play my part
Hiding the scars, guarding my broken heart
Camouflaging the turmoil, I weave words of gratitude
The regrets and the choices I’ve made stubbornly protrude.

Oh, if they only knew and felt the battles I’ve fought,
The lessons I’ve learned and the tears I’ve shed in solitude
The silent cries, the tightness that squashed my heart and soul,
They were well-kept, well-guarded secrets for decades long.

Now, it erupted like Hawaii’s Mount Kilauea, of rage and beauty
The lava flamed brightly, flowing freely, like it is incessantly
It must stop because it will ruin all the stunning trajectory
But, would you mind telling me, if is it worth feeling this tragedy?

The more I try to stop, the more it yearns to meet your mind
The more it whispers your precious name, within verse and line
The more it burns to unveil the depths of your heart’s embrace
So, caress my troubled soul, fill it with divine melodies, put my heart at ease.