Lost and Broken

My Broken Mask

When all I feel is nothing I understand
And all I want is my revenge
I put my mask on, burn those feelings
And bury my wrath down deep

My heart is cold
And my mask is breaking
I feel dead inside
And my heart is taking
All my feelings
All my emotions
And twisting them
Into cruel potions
Potions that I drink willingly,
Wishing them to cure me,
But they only make me more sick

These fantasies I take
'Till my mind goes dull
They only make my mask break
I show through more and more

My heart is freezing
And I have no fire
To warm my soul
All I have is a poor mask and a dark being
To disguise, to even myself, my emotional feelings
I don't understand myself and I don't even know the real me

Or maybe I am the real me
I've just been hiding under this mask all this time
But the masquerade is finally over
And my dark side is taking control of
My mouth, my heart, my mind

My only escape from myself is the universe of fiction
So that I can imagine a perfect me
Living in a perfect world
Though, while I enjoy to be
In, and a part of, this vision,
I know it could never happen
~my mask has broken