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Behind the Disguise

Can you slip under my skin?
Pretend to be me for a day,
To see this brutal world passing by,
Living through yet another nightmare,
Don’t you stop, you will make it out alive,
To feel the wrath in my pain,
Crawling through the ice in your veins,
Don’t you worry, my love will keep you warm,
To taste the agony in my bittersweet tears,
Dripping through your fiery eyes,
Don’t you forget, you’re wearing a disguise,
To smell the pungent vengeance in my blood,
Pumping violently through your fierce heart,
Don’t you quit, it’s just the beginning of falling apart,
To hear the noise of silence in my mind,
Embracing your demons through the night,
Don’t you fear, wait for the morning sun to shine bright,
So if you live each day like it is your last,
Aching in love and numbing the pain,
Will you dare to be me again?

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About globalunison

Writing is my passion and that is what I do here on this blog. I write about everything, whether it be Nature, Love, Hate, Relationships, Humans, Personal Life (where I discuss lessons learnt through real-life experiences), Food, Philosophy (sometimes) and much more. I write in any form whether it be Prose or Poetry. I am in search of ‘Myself’, hence there is not much I can tell you about me. Perhaps, I have a very brilliant idea. Why don’t you come along with me on my journey? I will always care to share and you can also enjoy the ride. For now, this is it. I am ‘ME’ – a wanderer in search of a fulfilling life. Until next time, Love Living Life! I express my sincere gratitude to all my Readers! -Naima

25 responses to “Behind the Disguise

  1. izza ifzaal ⋅

    A haunting dare with a positive message 🙂
    Naima! you startled me with this ..

  2. franz

    please, you owe me the truth Naima ….I begged you if you are my friend then tell me I have the right to know. I was just confused with the whole thing you see I’m isolated and the things I receive are the words that they want me to know. It’s devastating you know. I know you’ve been hurt the way I did. I just don’t know what happen here it blows my mind in particles and you know in the first place there were no poetry of love there I put it up. In the end just as the world want to know. In my honesty to wipe away my pain. Please tell me the truth and it shall set us free. We will be happy in the end I will make things as it was at the beginning. I was totaly broken by what transpired . I suffered immensely please have the courage to save me don’t hide anymore please ….I beg you. I do as I wanted to let the truth come out so I am begging you open your heart to me . To settle evrything.

    • I think my pain is more imaginary than anything else. I haven’t suffered anything like you — you are a very strong woman and I commend you for that. It’s probable that I have seen emotional and physical abuse affecting people and that might come out in my writing but mostly, it’s fiction. I am afraid there is nothing like ‘truth’ that I am not telling you.
      Vivian, you are a wonderful woman inspiring everybody to fight until the end. Everyone don’t have a spirit like you. Take care and stay blessed.

      -Naima

  3. franz

    ok i’ll keep my silence…..thank you for your love and care.

  4. sulagno13

    are you in great pain dear…..dont worry we will support u the way we can.. 🙂 cheer up

  5. Naima, there is much to be thankful for. Please don’t hurt so much.

  6. Nimmi

    Oh my god!! It touched me, Naima…

  7. This is a dare not only to the person who hurt us, its also for them who dish out “free advice”. Its easy for everyone to ask us to get a grip on life and move on, away from the pain. If only there was a way to let them experience the agony we are going through. If only they can understand this is not a choice but a penance.

    • I agree. As they say, we all are going through troubles in life but some just know to hide it better than others. Consoling and free-advice can become agitating sometimes.

      -Naima

  8. strong piece this one is an can feel it in every line. pain certainly is the teacher of all teachers and eventually it finds a way to be set free.

  9. amoafowaa

    :). I can relate. True words.

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