The mask the mask!!
Resonates with a very long ago past!!
The mask of hiding one's pain
Is the mask of chemical restrain,
Which so many use to this day,
For old, worn, and frayed,
Replaced with honest authenticity,
Until something feels wrong inside,
Then my only recourse is to speak...
...and never ever hide!!!
2013 ©
This is my favorite poem I
This is my favorite poem I have read on here as of this moment.
Thank you, again. One of my
Thank you, again. One of my favorites as well. <3
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "