Gliding from circle to circle, never single
Amongst many friends, in a vast crowd mingle
Flashing smiles, while laughter fills the air
Enjoying life without a care
Lulled into ecstasy by this social high Moving through crowds like a dazzling butterfly
Movies, parties, and intimate get togethers
Flocking and amasing like birds of a feather
But when the parties are done and things come to a painful rest
When the only companion is the reflection in the mirror through the darkness
When the noise and laughter cease like a broken music box
Then the questions begin to surface, and they never ever stop
Tired of all the inner pain, and the suffocating emotions
With misery locked deep inside and grief's driving devotion
Stuck on a carousel of nightmares and dreams for eternity
Nothing is worth living for, because everything beings about agony
Through whose eyes do I live this life? Is my existence peaceful? or filled with strife?
Is the laughter that I have real or just an act?
I feel like a prisoner, bound, that's a fact
Am I hurting tonight? Will I cry if I bleed?
Am I even sad? Do I even know what I need?
I want to be in the light, but I feel like an actor on stage
Wearing a mask of many emotions, yet the spotlight is my cage
I don't belong here, yet where is my saving grace?
Either in the light or the darkness, where is my resting place?
Behind the mask of many emotions, what is my name?
For either light or darkness, they are both not the same
One is the water's surface, and the other below where darkness abides
Is my name Dr. Jekyll? Or is it Mr. Hyde?
As I stare down at the water, both reflections grin back up at me
I'm the original, I have both halves, and so will never be set free
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Through Eyes Of Passion
PoetryI have always been in love with poetry, but never thought that I was any good at it. It was actually my sister who convinced me to publish my works, and so you have her to thank if you like them. If you don't I won't be mad, I would probably agree w...
