avatarSimona Rahmanova

Summary

The poem "Surrender" explores the journey of shedding one's mask, confronting fear, and finding freedom and peace in self-acceptance.

Abstract

"Surrender" is a reflective poem that delves into the struggle of breaking free from societal masks that conceal one's true identity. The narrator describes the pain of wearing a mask that no longer serves them, the initial euphoria of removing it, and the subsequent confrontation with fear that attempts to replace the mask with another. Despite the struggle, the narrator finds strength in the realization that they can still see the truth of their situation, which gives them hope. Ultimately, the poem concludes with the narrator accepting their vulnerability, letting go of the fight, and finding solace in the authenticity of their unmasked self.

Opinions

  • The author conveys a raw and honest portrayal of the emotional turmoil associated with hiding one's true self behind a mask.
  • There is a sense of liberation and relief when the narrator removes the mask, highlighting the importance of authenticity.
  • Fear is personified as an antagonist trying to re-impose the mask, suggesting the difficulty of maintaining one's true identity in the face of societal pressures.
  • The poem suggests that the journey to self-acceptance is fraught with challenges, including the unexpected resurgence of fear.
  • The narrator's realization that they still possess their sight (insight) serves as a turning point, emphasizing the power of self-awareness in overcoming fear.
  • The conclusion of the poem implies that true peace and freedom come from embracing one's vulnerabilities and accepting oneself without masks.

Poetry

Surrender

A poem about breaking free

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No more hiding⁣⁣⁣ No more behind the scenes⁣⁣⁣ Or on the stage with a mask that has become so tightly glued⁣⁣⁣ Glued to my face that I can’t seem to get it off⁣⁣⁣ Yet I somehow manage to force it off because it is hurting me⁣⁣⁣ It is hurting me in ways I couldn’t have imagined⁣⁣⁣ Leaving bruises and scars⁣⁣⁣

I gather my strength and pull it off⁣⁣⁣ And I feel free, Oh so free⁣⁣⁣ I had no idea that it would feel so good⁣⁣⁣ But what now?⁣⁣⁣ Suddenly another feeling arises⁣⁣⁣ What is this feeling? I don’t understand⁣⁣⁣ Freedom suddenly transforms⁣⁣⁣ But why? I am free after all⁣⁣⁣

Without a warning — fear shows up⁣⁣⁣ It wants to lock me in again; another mask⁣⁣⁣ I am struggling, refusing⁣⁣⁣ “I don’t want it”, I shout⁣⁣⁣ Fear does not care it wants what it wants⁣⁣⁣ I am not strong enough and fear knows⁣⁣⁣ It takes advantage of my weakness⁣⁣⁣ I am left standing there⁣⁣⁣ A simple trade⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

Not blind yet

I still have my eyes⁣⁣⁣ I can see⁣⁣⁣ Yes!, I think to myself⁣⁣⁣ I feel thankful somehow⁣⁣⁣ There is hope, only a small glimpse⁣⁣⁣ Yet I have a chance⁣⁣⁣ Survival is near⁣⁣⁣ I can taste it on my tongue⁣⁣⁣ I can see it with my eyes⁣⁣⁣ Left and right they look⁣⁣⁣ I stop fighting now⁣⁣⁣ There is no point⁣⁣⁣

I take my hands off the mask⁣⁣⁣ The fight is over⁣⁣⁣ No more pain in my chest⁣⁣⁣ My hands rest above the stage floor⁣⁣⁣ I feel relief⁣⁣⁣ It is bittersweet and I taste it all⁣⁣⁣ It is okay now; I am safe⁣⁣⁣ I breathe with relief; once again⁣⁣⁣ I get off the stage⁣⁣⁣ The show is done⁣⁣⁣ I played my part⁣⁣⁣

⁣At last

Safe at home The body feels weak⁣⁣⁣ Yet somehow liberated⁣⁣⁣ Before I lay my head down⁣⁣⁣ To become one with the night⁣⁣⁣ I take a look in the mirror⁣⁣⁣ And to my surprise⁣⁣⁣ It is only my face that I see⁣⁣⁣ It must have fallen off⁣⁣⁣ After I just let it all be⁣⁣⁣ The mask is gone⁣⁣⁣ Sweet freedom I feel⁣⁣⁣ How good it is⁣⁣⁣ To finally be at peace⁣⁣⁣ To be me

At last⁣⁣…

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