In the dark we really are all invisible
We check our depths and feel like we are most visible
Hollow bodies with heavy brains
Burden soul with blank expression
Poisoned myself do I deserve a second chance
Living in fear , could I live forever
Itches from my scars I lay on another
Shared my venom , how do you see me now
Ticking bomb on my chest do I move
Should I spill the truth or die in silence
Chaotic measures already I haven't even said a thing
Dump your mess upon me and I can't cry out for help
Thinking deep to this I am to blame for not speaking when I heard
I smashed my cup , using the parts to drink and I wonder why my lips bleed
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Thought I was living behind the mask was a mere joke but this is it what its like to do
I must be hurting
As I am always crying in the shower like a freak
Body aching, lips bleeding, eyes blurry, heart is shaking I can't walk out the door
It is pain behind the mask
YOU ARE READING
LIFE BEHIND THE MASK
PoetryWhat is the truth? what you see or how I feel? Because I carry it so well doesn't make it weightless, the weight I carry could crush you Will my words convey enough of my feelings Do you feel this too??
