you asked me to tell you
when I last let go
when I last held on to the masks
so that no one will know
that deep inside I'm empty,
and my soul has known no peace,
inside this shell is a woman
in dire need of sweet release
from the demons that keep her captive
even long after they are gone
from the words of those she once believed in,
telling her that her worth's akin to none
so instead, let me tell you a story
of the last time i let go -
it will be a lie, a false memory
that only i will know

Daily Prompt – False