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In Disguises That No One Knows
A dark poem about being on the outside, looking in at all that has been lost. |
-In Disguises That No One Knows- by Keaton Foster Here I sit The world spins The sky begins Never does it end The sun burns bright Children of life Run and play They look my way Stranger they scream Easily I agree Eager adults coddle them tight Protecting them from me Such a wasteful endeavor Nonetheless, I understand I would not hurt them I am only interested in hurting myself But for now, this self-deprecating being Has found a way to continue on Observing them is the only way My life is unlike theirs It can and will never change I am acutely aware of my place In disguises that no one knows I sit in plain sight Under the same sun and sky Under the same weight applied They are much stronger than me They can handle such a heavy load Whereas I cannot I would say that I am jealous I would say that I wish I were more like them Free to live as life should be But it would be a lie It is bad enough that they My children don't know Who I am or what I have become Their mother, the one loved Does not see me because she Like them, has moved on She holds another close A man not doomed by his actions A man of reasonable expectations He is good to her and good to them Through predictable circumstance I know that each day after school They come to this park To play out the frustrations faced They are sure that I am dead Or so they have been told Death, such an ever-evolving state I am certainly not, just absent Just not part of their life My no longer wife has done What she was sure is right I don't blame her, how could I ever I will sit here, under the sun and sky In disguises that no one knows Because it is the only way That I can see them grow Beyond the time together That we use to know… In Disguises That No one Knows Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |