I wear it everyday,
Without no such delay
Telling people that I'm fine or that I'm okay
Its become my best friend,
My favorite accessory,
The only thing that hides my misery
It hides the pain and the loneliness that engulfs me and swallows me whole,
A disease slowly killing my soul
The demons that have seemed to take me as a friend,
Every bone in my body, they seem to brutally bend
A mask I've grew so found of,
Takes me away from the water above
And I'm left in this world
This dark cruel world
And its only then that I'm stuck like this,
Not knowing I've got caught in the mist
But there's no escape,
A cold and depressing race
Just to be free, is all I ask...
I'm so tired of wearing...
This Mask...
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Unspoken Words ✔
PoetryThese poems are made from my heart. I did not use the internet, nor did I follow or copy off of someone's poem. These poems are special to me, they're not professional as others but they make me happy and they mean so much to me. I'm happy to share...
