Frail Poem by Henry Utomudo

The ramblings of a fragile mind.

My heart, home to many..strained for lack of space. I walk around with a half smile, coaxing strength..wishing I was stronger.
Hiding behind a polyethurine mask, subtle shades to hide my pain. Nobody sees through the blinds, I'm safe in its shadow. I exude strength when I'm really falling apart, like a mute giant..a weak ferry, I can't complain about the weight I'm bearing. Even though I'm cracking underneath, I still flash a smile or two.
Walking a path with uncertainties, my mind straying off to uncharted depths..only my anxieties to shock me back to reality. I cannot for the sake of further damage reach for the stars, I dare not stare at the sun. Heights that have seen my crashing down, haunt my feeble heart.
It's easy to get lost in the cracks, to break down and just let your soul sip out. When you realize the void that gives less meaning to fact, When all but your skin is left intact, and you feel like you're about to wilt.
The will to fight..not stripped but was never yours, you just sit there under the rains trying to fill an emptiness you feel. The cold a reminder you aren't dead weight, the earth still tolerates your presence.
Sometime you find it safer to let the universe collapse from within, to break the stilts holding you steady and plummet into space. None of this adds up, my mind's playing tricks on me..toying with my frayed nerves. When I think I'm done hurting life shows me the frailties in my reflection, the dents left behind on my armour. The End.