I
Am
Not
Afraid

Their Faces
decomposed white death,
with red smears of glee.
I don’t see what’s so funny,
getting off on getting a smile,
or making a grown man feel like a child.
Or go to therapy
till he’s 40.

I
Am
Not
Afraid

Like Halloween
everyday.
I never loved a parade.
Nor the charade
Or disguise they wear.
I can see through the layers
Make up
too Faked up
only to shake up lifetimes later.

I
Am
Not
Afraid

Underneath
The deceit
because it has to be.
Painting on a smile for so long.
Becomes a little less genuine eventually.
They age.
and the caked on fake
they put on
doesn’t cover
The actor’s ageing blues
so gracefully
And the red nose,
maybe it IS
from the booze
Or walking around
in somebody else’s shoes.

I
Am
Not
Afraid

They aren’t bad and I am ok!
Words my therapist,
Is still trying to get me to say.