Facing Our Anonymity (Revised)

Not wanting to be known to others,
sometimes we choose to be anonymous.
Stripped of our identity by others,
we’re rendered at times anonymous.
At times , life’s pressures are too great
we can’t bear identify with the pain
life creates within us, and
we slip into anonymity.
Sometimes we remain behind our masks-
they are all we know
we cannot escape them.
Then there are times, when
without provocation,
we wake up one morning,
no longer liking who or what we are,
and enter the world nameless and faceless.

15 thoughts on “Facing Our Anonymity (Revised)

  1. So often we carry our pack of attachments to this world, so heavy that we can not even get off the ground. Some morning, we get up and forget to don the pack. Freedom, glorious freedom to become who we really are.

    Loved this poem

    …Z

  2. anything to escape from ourselves?
    well said

    i like floots’ comment, btw

  3. when i took my curmudgeonly hermit mask off
    there was a real one underneath
    (but i kinda like him) 🙂
    there’s a lot of truth here don
    i just felt i should put in a word for we misanthropic types

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