wiping the tears away
pull my emotions into check
go on with my day
lapse of emotional control
going unnoticed
Wipe my sunglasses clean
showing no mist or spots
my day goes on as it should
as I struggle to maintain
astoic expression
while I still hurt inside
Long drives in my car
yield too much time for thought
The radio reminds me
of the good times and the bad
what should have been
and what actually was
Memories haunt me
in my waking hours
and while I sleep
Mostly when I’m alone
but sometimes
in a crowd of familiars
Though I may on occasion
Remember the past
and lose emotional control
I’ll maintain my expression
hide the hurt inside
apparently move on until I actually do
(Written 2 August 2011)
