I face the sun trying not to see
The shadows I know follow me
They hunger for possession
That plays with my depression
For my mirror darkly
Shows the pains starkly
Always on the cusp of despair
Past the façade of jokes I share
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Today at dVerse De, aka WhimsyGizmo, invites us to take a look at our shadow in form of a Quadrille this week.
Raivenne-lations 
I know that facade of jokes to cover the pain…….well done.
I know that facade too… a smile that never reach the eyes.
a great snappy speed to the rhyme here, adds a punch to the imagery
This is so very poignant! Often one hides their pain behind a smile…