Heartbeat

The mask falls to the ground
shatters, splintered pieces of defence
denial, spread across the floor
beyond this country
 new hope flickers
quietly nestled at the base of a mountain
behind a gate,
waiting for me


I scramble on hands and knees
broken glass memories
the pieces cannot be mended, fixed
the tears fall, and let them stay broken
unable to fight, I am broken apart


My face is naked, soft and new
without the stoic facade
the time is now, to become whole again
I walk to your gate
falling into a fresh sunset.