Unmasked
A smile to mask my pain,
To hide my tears I cry in the rain,
People see me as joyful and proud,
No one looks beyond the cloud,
The me behind my masked cover,
Is all alone with no one to love her.

Fuck you,
I am still alive,
Despite you,
I did survive,
Broken and slightly worn,
Every dream battered and torn,
Every step heavy with regret,
With every painful breath left,
I continue on,
Always searching for where I belong.

By Rae Rose

Rae Rose (Paiute, Mayan, Japanese) is an Indigenous writer based in the NW. Follow her @Rae_Rose7