In My Mind's Eye

Man of a Thousand Faces

Your soul is like an origami swan,

A one-dimensional reflection of imitated elegance,

A vestige of a romantic heart reaped of its ability to love.

Your eyes are shielded by translucent ice walls,

A brutal multitude of facades,

You hide behind,

Concealed in silver lies and false ivory smiles.

And I swear every memory of you has begun to fade into the locked vaults of my mind,

Where every echoed "I love you,"

Is an aching reminder of thoughts better forgot.

Where every parting kiss,

Is but a regret gone amiss.

You wore a black leather coat,

Collar always popped up,

Hiding from the crowds behind a layer of fabric,

Glistening in the decrepit moonlight,

So withdrawn into the Fort Knox palace of your mind,

That not a single soul could decipher,

The enigma that is you.

Eclipsed by a veil of mystery so steep,

That every bit of scattered intrigue,

Has diminished with your unwillingness to leave clues,

And let me tell you, honey,

There comes a point where no one will bother to figure you out.

You fold like an origami swan,

Molding yourself to situation and circumstance,

Masquerading as a thousand different personas...

There comes a point where,

Even you'll forgot who you truly are.

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Thanks to the lovely WinterReader0917 for the prompt of "folding, walls, and hiding." She is an amazing poet who has several books entered in the Wattys, including her poetry collections Twisted Words and Frozen Words. I highly, highly suggest you all take a look at her work, as it certainly will not disappoint. :)