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Life, And Its Many Masks

My Identity

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 5 months ago Updated 5 months ago 1 min read

The question posed of, who am i?

At first, might sound, easy enough

The truth is harder, when magnified

Digging deeper, gets a little rough

A mom, a friend, my father’s daughter

My failures and every success

All the trials that made me faulter

The ones that got me here, I guess

The hurt of being lost and broken

The constant struggle to get by

The whispers I have, still unspoken

Holding hope, here, in my mind

A sensitive, senseless day-dreamer

Longing to be the next big thing

The first to admit, a hopeless schemer

Offering pieces, left of me

I’m not at all, what I had planned for

But somehow, my kids reflect my best

Since I surrendered them, my heart

They are the pride, tucked here-in my chest

So, what of my identity

Is worthy of your attention

My grasping at creativity

Conveying feelings, I need to mention

I am the whole of my mistakes

The laughter and the dreams that bind me

My heart, when full and as it breaks

Everything shown and whats unseen

The fragmented fool, forging this fortress

A soul, seeking solace, from life’s race

My fragile heart healing and restless

This simple, aging, happy face

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About the Creator

Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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  • Celia in Underland3 months ago

    Agree with Rachel, that line is perfect. Really liked the acceptance in this 🤍

  • Rachel Deeming5 months ago

    "I am the whole of my mistakes." Great line. I think mistakes make us. I wouldn't want a life of pain but the painful experiences mean I have lived courageously and with commitment. That can be no bad thing. We all wear masks, I think. Congrats on TS. Love the photos you used too; the eyes behind the glasses!

  • Yes, Kelli, you are all of this & so much more. And so long as the happiness is not simply on the surface but penetrates deep inside your heart, that is good.


  • A soul, seeking solace, from life’s race. This line was very relatable. Loved your poem!

  • Mother Combs5 months ago

    Simply beautiful, as always

  • Daphsam5 months ago

    A very lovely poem! Well done.

  • Cathy holmes5 months ago

    Simply beautiful. Congrats on the TS.

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