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 for ever more
I will mount this mask
that will be my lore
No reaching out when I am weak
no solace will I seek
when you look for answers
when you say your prayers
all you will see is masks
and no pain that I bare
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Dark Peoms
PoetryThese are poems that help describe what not only I go through but others go through as well. I hope you enjoy!
