Unrelenting

• Isabelle Zhu-maguire, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2015

Hiding the wounds, hiding the pain
Hiding the tears that tumble like rain.
Saying I'm fine, when I'm anything but,
This anguish in my soul tears up my gut.
My mind is on fire, I burn from within.
The poise on my face is my unrelenting sin.
They all must stay out, I've built up my walls.
My brittle lie would crumble if it should fall.
Loneliness consumes me, it eats at my scarce years
Until my life is swallowed by my unrelenting fears.
Waiting for someone to see I wear this mask
And care enough to remove it, is that too much to ask?
My mask is astounding but I am unknown.
She smiles, I cry, she loves, I am alone.
Living with the torture I can no longer bear.
Enduring depression, it just isn’t fair.