• A dark truth
    Hidden
    My feelings
    Stored away
    My true face
    My tears
    My pain
    Suppressed by
    One thousand masks
    Reflected
    Only in my eyes
    Staying true to my heart
    Betraying my mind
    But
    No one sees
    No one looks that deep
    No one tries to force off
    The masks
    Not even me

    A coward
    I continue to conceal
    The despair
    The anguish
    Doubt has imposed
    Upon my fragile psyche
    Devouring
    Every ounce of trust
    Destroying me
    Making me
    Cold and vacant
    As a deserted house
    With no warmth or comfort
    Not a drop of rapture
    Left by its previous owner
    Only barren rooms
    Shrouded in darkness
    In one
    I sit
    Surrounded by voices
    Friends
    Trying to reach me
    Blocked by a wall
    With no door
    Forcing them away
    Caging me in
    Preventing my escape
    From this self-inflicted
    Torment