The Brave Face
For the world,
I put on my brave face.
I pretend I’m okay,
When inside,
My heart is breaking.
My loneliness is,
Eating away at me,
To the world,
I say “I’m fine”,
Inside, I’m not.
The loneliness, the sadness,
It’s a lot to feel.
To the world,
I am strong.
To myself,
I feel weak.
Time to put on,
The brave face.
Tracy Hinton 2-7-22
1 Comment
Rae · December 4, 2022 at 9:14 am
I realize your heart aches and you feel no one knows (which they don’t) how much, but believe you handle it in a good way. Grief is such a lonely thing. As painful as the loss is, wouldn’t have missed the time. Hopefully the time will come when the good memories bring more joy than pain.