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Broken Mask
I broke my mask,
It fell, chipped and cracked,
So I threw it against the wall,
Just to break it a little more.
I watched in crumble under overwhelmed hands,
Slamming it into the floor breaking so easy,
While my blood flowed hot with anger,
Emotions bottled up broke free.
And I did something I hadn't done in years,
Trickles of red down my leg,
They'll scar,
But it I hardly feel it.
It didn't help,
Just took the edge off,
I still feel my emotional instability,
I need to calm down,
But all I want to do is hurt and cry and shout.
My mind cycles back and it hurts,
So much hurts,
But feels like nothing at all,
It's just too much.
No one knows but you,
And you,
And you,
But even you don't really know,
So what's the harm.
Thank you.
I do want to say something,
Give those I talk to a hint,
let them know I'm not okay,
but I don't want questions,
I wont want pity or worry.
The only one that would understand,
That would show theirs to compare,
Is unreachable.
These are going to scar,
But it's easy to explain away,
Or they'll fade to nothing,
Like the others...
