© Christine ft ChrisDuke Day 049/365 #the365kreativhub #the365writingmarathon #inkblotsanctum Unsaid Battles In a world filled with cheerful sighs, I stand masked with bright disguise. With every smile that lights my face, Lurks a quiet storm I cannot erase. Beneath the surface, my heart’s a battlefield, A war rages on, no weapon to wield. Tears cascade softly, in shadows they flow, In the still of the night, only know. The tasks of the day, they pull at my mind, Yet I mask the exhaustion and keep the burden confined. For those who look up, in awe or in need, I nurture their dreams without neglecting mine Oh, the glow on my face, a façade and shimmering shell, Hides the fatigue that I carry so well. Each step feels heavy, each breath a refrain, Yet I push through the murk, through the shadows of pain. I open up my purse in search for a smile, Eyes on me for one for themselves as they pile. Ignoring the battles within for joy of others is always a victory, A short while perfect mascara glittery. I can't be the weak one, neither am I, The tempest in me will surely die. Until then I will apply my concealer, A flawless blush and contour for a feeler.