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
forevermore, 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 are masks,
and no pain that I bare.
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Poetry On Life Experiences
Poetry(Deep,Dark,Sad,Relationship) Just some inspirational in dark poetries. What I've dealt with in my life long journey. As majority of the people in this world did experience this before too, so i just hope for those who feel sad or down. Maybe being d...
