
Just a random thought, but, is it true that people wear an invisible mask at some time in their life? My English professor was scared when he read this and suggested me read 'Lady Lazarus' and then go see a counselor about my emotional state.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 126 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 3 - Published: 08-16-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2231621
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Authenticity
Fake laughter
False happiness
Fake smiles
My emotions to the world
They are all lies.
With my will I hide them perfectly
From the peering eyes of reality.
These pictures on my face don't truly exist.
They're all fictional - like a story.
Behind this perfect mask, the true me lives.
I have lived what seems like an eternity
And my will begins to falter.
The mask is imperfect now
As it begins to leak out my true self.
I look around me to find
I'm surrounded by the fires of Hell.
With this final breath, I welcome
The cold warmth of those fires.
And watch...as
My once perfect mask shatters violently
On the frozen world…
Real Tears
True Sadness
Real Pain
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