Everlasting Shadow

The Darked Masked People

The people 

The people with the dark masks 

The innocent charge with discourage of all the masks figures

Everyone stand as a silent witness of the horrific pain of the innocent ones 

The ones that get the painful punishment of being different from the masked people 

As I walk down the hallway of the masked people their laughter, the whispering burned me to the core of my soul

Their mocking rang louder to the point of tears

Tears of sorrow and disfigurement of who I am as one 

A loser, slut, cowered, stupied, misfit, a nobody

More then all of darked masked people around the world

No end in site of all of this misery, pain, thoughts

Creating scars of my hatred on my once blank canvas, untouched, beautiful soul

Screaming as loud as i possibly can 

Crying in the darkness 

Alone in my own thoughts 

Jumbling around like bingo balls without and exit to be called next 

Wishing the darked masked people would expose themselves to what they have done

Done to their victims

Calling them out for faules information, hatred for being original, 

Unspeakable sorrow for those who    who lost the game that they were forced to play

Those masked people r people of darkness, dispar, dread

The last final game with me they shall have

If they have I may not carry on as who I once was, but who I will become

Who u will become is a mystery for the me

A mystery that shall be no more

Those masked people may hide in the shadow of it all

A shadow that will fade in to everlasting sunlight

To be seen no more

No more places to hide means no more pain, sorrow, no more lies

Yet, that is still a mystery to all whom has not found who they truly r

The mask people may not take off there masked but I will

There lies an empty mask in the hall way were the masked people used to whisper, laugh, kill

Only there victims shall rise through the dread, dispar, sorrow of what they have become