Display of Vulnerability

Display of Vulnerability

Curtains drawn,

masking the sun’s reveal.

Reminiscing on times

one plate was enough for a meal.

Nowadays, the blessings seem like shortcomings,

and the shortcomings are longer than the Monday upcoming.

This blue hue that encapsulates my soul

is the story that must be told.

Frequent visits just don’t last long enough.

The straight face that I hold is not tough -

but worried and bruised.

Knowing that if the curtain opens,

my chronicle will be for view.