her eyes say it all. [a look into a woman's life]

her eyes say it all.


she shrouds herself

with a mere blanket of disguise,

concealing her true self

while no one knows her real identity.

she shows the world a beautiful smile


but her eyes say it all.

​while darkness engulfs the sky

she huddles in a corner of a room.

the only light to be shown

is the faint glow of the pale moon.


she takes a shaky breath

wrapping her arms around herself.

her eyes water,

tears threatening to fall.

her hands tremble 

and her arms crawl with goosebumps 

as she shrugs off the blanket she had worn for too long, 

the one that transformed her into a whole new being.


she lets out her fears, shames, mistakes, 

and dreams she deems as impossible engulf her.

she feels as if love is never by her side,

as if no one will support her.

her anxiety, apprehension, and afflictions surround and encase her 

like a wall.

it diminishes her liveliness

slowly rotting and falling away

as she cries herself to sleep.

​as the sun climbs through the clouds of the sky,

she slowly pulls her blanket of disguise over her head once more

and leads yet another day with a fake identity.

her happiness.

her joyfulness.

her courage.

her smile.

all fabricated in her daily life

like a woven cloth,

where the hidden stitches mark her true story.


but her eyes say it all. 


—p.m.r.