Poem: The Mask I Wear

You don’t know what I feel,
The emptiness, the despair,
Because I have a smile,
On the mask I wear.

It’s a way to endure,
A way to be free,
Of these moments of feelings,
That aren’t genuinely me.

I play the upbeat music,
I fake a disguising dance,
Not because I want to,
But to give happiness a chance.

The deception has become natural,
It’s not bad, it’s good;
The armor for the emotions,
That are hardly understood.

The mask is for protection,
It’s shield I direly need,
Until the depression subsides,
Where merriment will succeed.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken. Proverbs‬ ‭15:13‬

Joyous Lord, You know there are times when my spirit is broken, and I go into the depths of depression. You have given me so much to be joyful for in this life so I recognize there is no probable reason for this sorrow. It just happens, and I don’t understand it. What I have learned is that if I will act as having a merry heart then I will eventually produce a cheerful countenance again. Thank You for giving me this defense because I truly want people to see the joy that I have in my life as Your child. You are the giver of all things good. You are the one who puts a smile on my face as I fill my emptiness with the love of Jesus. In Him, Amen.

Truth in love,

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