Behind the splendour of its perfection,
The glory of its beauty..
Lies a soul which is sorrowful.
Angry, grieving.
Alone, and desolate.
Behind no expression of this intricately made mask,
Painstakingly painted face,
Lies someone who wants to run away.
Away, from the crushing pain.
The ailing heart.
Behind this detailed artwork,
This expensive covering,
Lies someone who wants to escape the world.
Escape, from the responsibilities in life,
Free, from conforming to be acceptable.
And yet,
Behind this mask...
The person finds her comfort zone.
No one knows, no one asks.
No one sees her tears, no one sees her broken heart.
The mask, becomes the best hiding place in the world.
4 comments:
u compose all these poems(probably not exactly what they are)urself? like this one and some previous emo ones you posted?
yup =) its all me =)
You composed by yourself?! I tot you copied from somewhere else :-)
It is really a good job! Well done.
behind the mask, the person found her own peacefulness =)
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