The Mask
I put on this mask so you won’t see me cry. This way you won’t see how much I hurt inside. I cry in the night these silent sobs, just so you won’t ask me what’s going on. These tears that flow have kept me sane, for if they don’t, I won’t feel the pain. This pain keeps me alive for if I didn’t feel, I would die. This mask that I wear is here to stay, for I don’t want you to see me this way. With my blood on the walls, you will see, this pain I feel isn’t for me. It’s now yours to bare, for I can no longer hold it within me. These blood stained halls will make you see that this mask isn’t just for me. Put it on and you will feel how I’ve felt for many years. This mask is now yours, take it from me, for I can no longer bleed. These tears will flow from your own eyes, because mine have dried and no longer subside. Wear the mask and you will see, this pain is not just for me.
2018-10-04 22:40:57
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