Smiling Facades
I smile and pretend that I see not.
Teeth flash on an ever broadening grin.
Yet my eyes; my eyes reveal the truth
As they weep over and over again.
Facades are built upon shifting sand.
I’m fine...OK, good to see you again.
Yet there is a tear deep within my heart.
A gaping; open wound in which my soul secretly departs.
Look up; oh look up the multitudes say to me.
Bring on those smiles unto your own jubilee.
I try, but now…oh now I can’t see why.
I feel so dead; so broken and empty inside.
I know too much of a world hurting and in need.
I have seen empty victories crash to the floor.
Help me oh Lord…help me in this truly see.
J. Allen Wilson 7/31/08
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Give it all to Him. He will make your burdens light. Know this sounds like useless platitudes, but it's not - He will get you through, if you'll lean on His strong shoulders. And don't be ashamed to cry: it takes a real man to show his tears, his tender side. Your pain, your heart is open in this lines of faltering strength -
(((((HUGS))))) love and continued prayer, Karla.