Away from their eyes, the mask goes on.
To live two lives, dream different dreams.
The perfectness burns, but it is the mask.
The mask that hides the human heart and its ugliness.
The mask that hides the pain.
To hurt underneathe, the perfect surface.
The darkness feeds, it breeds.
Til all is left to see, is the cuts you hide.
The nights you die, all alone inside.
Nobody knows, nobody cares.
With the mask on, you blend to the surface.
Undefined, unnoticed in the wave of perfect faces.
All you want to shatter like glass with your fists.
The perfect dreams, perfect lives, perfect lies.
Nobody knows, nobody cares.
Author notes
For Nikki, the outward personification of my soul.
OGOD...HOw do you spell unnoticed.....arg?
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very true....most of us live two lives...one containing everything everyone wants to be; the person everyone loves, but you hate....then there's the real you....the Insensible person you really are
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Strong and sad thoughts, bbh.
And true. So many masks covering up our "human heart", "ugliness" and "pain." Allowing our original face to show in daylight takes a lot of courage these days when so many people judge other people, often for just being who they are.
And I like the form you gave it: the 5-line stanzas, each line in moving four beats. Good poem for me!
Lad
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Good one
I like this poem. I enjoyed reading it.It sounds good and the style is carefully managed.
I think there should be a reason for you to refer to masks.It is quite difficult to accept oureslves as we are.As long as we are growing and entering a world thats gettin more savage each day, we learn to hide ourselves.Just for protecion.Some may appear as angels and beig a piece of evil inside.Some others just live inside a character who is really a big lie.
Doesn t matter anyway.You know at this critical times of humanity the only thing that matters is doing like the rest, thinking all the same, try to mae alot of money to buy others acceptance and just die.
That could be changing soon or not.When we understand that material resourses will be useless so soon.And masks will fall down.
Like it so much.
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hmnnn...
I like it. A lot! A wealth of meaning is conveyed in this. You could get rid of the "e" at the end of "under..." and it's "till" and you probably meant "it's "the cuts... Beautiful piece in all quite enjoyable too!
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marvelous. You are a fantastic poet.
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Amazing.
Between you and me...that kind of fits her! I love that girl to death (bff) and you too!!! I love you!
and you know you love me too!
LOVE THE POEM!
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