November 7, 2016


Every Day


every day they ask me

“How are you today?”

and I tell them the lie

“Im (not) fine (at all)”

with my fragile smile

paste upon my despair

hoping desperately it

hides this endless pain

the tears in my soul

and all the while I pray

for one to see the façade

tear it down to save me


Every Day
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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