The Mask
By YVenom
Weak, hurt, and in so much pain, I lie on the ground, nearly slain. Scorned by time, by people, and am nearly insane. I put it on, and rise up from where I've lain. I stand up, stronger than before. Too strong to be hurt, Too strong to be destroyed by people or time, Too strong to feel pain anymore. I rise to a new challenge and face another day. The night comes, I take it off, My newfound strength has gone away. Tears flow from my eyes, No one hears my cries. A lonliness strikes me, like it has before, I lie on the ground, beaten once more. I wear the mask, and it gives me strength to survive. Without it, I'm barely alive. Hate consumes me, and fills me with limitless rage. I scream in the night, locked in a cage. I put on the mask, and fight once more. I leap free from my troubles, no pain once more. I take off the mask, and lose my way. I need that mask, to get by day by day. I am nothing without it, too weak to fight. For with it, I am a hero, I sail through the night. I put on the mask, I have strength once more. I take it off again, I can wear it no more. For my time has come, I had a good fight. But my life is over, And I die there in the night. Written March 5th, 2000 © on Mar 16 2002 04:49 AM PST 0 • 10
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