Scares Me More than Dying

Sarah Stoltzfus Allen
Nov 6 · 1 min read
Photo by Hailey Reed on Unsplash

It’s amazing.
This pretend life
we live and love
and convince.

I wonder when I will
grow tired
of this careful
facade.
Give in to the need to
let
all
true
faces
shine equally.

Because when I
say pretend,
what I really mean
is that I’m not the
same person with
you
as I am with
him
and her
and them.

This compartmentalizing
is killing me.

I can’t find trust
in your hands.
No matter how fervently
I want it…

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Sarah Stoltzfus Allen

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Wife. Mother. Poet. Old Millennial. She spends her days as an admin. assistant and spends her nights writing about life and love and all things ordinary.

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