The Mask

Hiding my feelings...

I wore this dark mask in leaving everything of care

I wore it alone so people couldn't recognize despair

A mask to hide the ugliness I see deep inside of me

Finding a new home to erase my feelings of insanity

A love I always dreamed I would have last forever

Only to discover pain and suffering weren't clever

Now my crimes sit relentless burning deep in hold

For words in my release and the story I never told

I'm old now, used and discarded with nothing left

But a mask of my shame by my hand I have wept

No choice but to return to a place of my dreams

No love shining bright lost, alone no one it seems

Society gone cold willing to shun its feelings now

Facing the punishment hand and the pain I did plow

My wisdom came from love but never explained why

The people I have hurt surely never gave it a try

So I will remove the mask and face my own due course

Come what may should I die alone my hand in remorse

Just bury my pieces with the mask I held on to so tight

Keep living in memories of me hidden from the light.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Easy to hide. Hard to face the light.
"So I will remove the mask and face my own due course
Come what may should I die alone my hand in remorse
Just bury my pieces with the mask I held on to so tight
Keep living in memories of me hidden from the light."
The mask is needed sometimes and remorse make us kinder. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote