by Malory Columbretis
Take off that mask. You are alone, there is no need of it in here.
Take it off now, careful though, you must cover your deepest fear.
You do not want to ruin it for there is still the dark tomorrow
Where people would scare you for a glimpse of yourself weak in sorrow.
There, put it aside where it is safe for the time being.
Here is a kerchief made for you, cry while they are sleeping.
It is dark now. Muffle your sobs, we don’t want them to hear
Of all the pain you kept inside, my brave and gallant dear.
Cry until you tire of it. Cry until you slumber.
Weep until the tears you shed are same as stars in number.
I’m here to listen to you. I’m here to understand.
In the morning, I’d still be here to wake you and make you stand.
You may not talk, but I do know, you ask me for my name.
My place have always been beside you until our names became the same.
I give you strength, I give you comfort, but I don’t need your gratitude,
I gave myself to you since birth, I am your solitude.