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Stumbling.. wandering through the darkness alone,

grasping for something,anything,

reaching out,longing for someone.

Bitter cold.. all encompassing.

A soul afraid.. crying out in the night.



True beauty,

scarred.. hidden by the sufferings of the past,

a heart soiled, a spirit fractured.

The emptiness,

the need to be.. a mask.



Here i am.. look at me,

hold me.. love me.. want me.

A brief respite,

a moments relief from the pain,

suddenly, the mask shatters.. the peace no more.



Continuing.. so tired,

one shatters.. another replaces,

the never ending facade.

True Joy.. Happiness.. Peace,

always at a distance, forever out of reach...



When hiding behind the mask.