My 2019 Poems

110

Note: September 14, 2019

i am the unmasked creep

i do not differ from others
for i, too
wear masks as such
yet i differ
not in emotions
but personalities

i use masks
not to hide my real feelings
but also the real me
my real identity

for i lurk at night
to victim different people
to wear off this killing spree
that makes my heart beat

well, breaking news
i may be that ghost in your closet or under your bed
helping death
to send more angels to hell