Waiting on a day free of pain
Free of sadness
And bittersweet memories of my twisted past
different behind closed doors
in the realms of the mind i lie
a second me behind the mask
horrors few understand
in an endless loop stuck on replay
all in my head they say
but they dont know this pain
it consumes
twisting my heart with gut wrenching fear
a fight for my life
but they never know
they never see them
the demons that haunt my waking hours
the nightmares that fill my sleep
and the endless deaths i live through
none of them know the truth
sealed behind the mask
the cries for help
that were muffled
in the background
never to be heard
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Thoughts of a Weathered Mind
PoetryA collection of emotional thought evoking poetry
