In times of trouble and insanity,
I carry masks to disguise
the pain I carry
secure behind my eyes.
I can never let out again
the misery I hide.
To hell with my dignity,
to hell with my pride.
From this day forward,
and forevermore,
I will mount this mask
that will be my lore.
No reaching out when I am weak,
no solace I will seek.
When you look for answers,
when you say your prayers,
all you will see are masks,
and no pain that I bare.
By Joe Dirt
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Psychopath | | Bellamy Blake
AdventureJames was, according to everyone, a psychopath. They never asked why he did what he did, they never even questioned him. They just threw him in a cell, subjecting him to extreme amounts of pain from his cell mate. He had tried to save her, and he co...
