Pretense

Pretending,
such a silly game!
Words bending,
fluffy as a cloud.
Feelings hidden,
beneath light banter.
Thoughts unbidden,
ripped to core's centre.

I hate this new game
we play
every day.
Pretending not to care,
a lie!
A sigh!

each day, inside,
a little more,
dies . . . 
9/4/2011