Poems From The Dark Minded

Master Of Disguise

I try to look deep inside,

But all I see is a master of disguise

Behind every master of disguise was a once happy person who met their demise,

I can't find myself, and I start to cry

Who am I? I don't remember,

I can't recall who was my ender

There's someone there, behind that mask,

Cracked all over; to find the person behind it is my task

But when that person is me, and if even I fool myself,

What is there to do, when not even I can help?

I don't know who I am, wearing this facade inside and out,

Life has made me numb, without a doubt

I smile and smile,

I feel like I'm on trial

I'm in denial,

I can no longer tell whether or not if I'm senile 

I'm losing my mind with this constant masquerade, 

Not even God can come to my aide

I have to put up a face that is fake,

While everyone around me is content, it's my soul that this takes

A tole on my mind, a tole on my body,

Human nature is quite an oddity

We fake our faces and lie about our feelings to others to make them happy,

Yet it always seems to end so sadly

We put on a face to hide,

To hide what really hurts inside

And we lose ourselves slowly,

Keeping the killing secret so devotedly

We push and push until all is lost,

Until our souls have become nothing but solid frost

We become stiff and rigid,

Nothing can fix the broken bridges

The bridges broken from every lie we said to try and keep them safe,

Now stuck at a point where all is simply too late

And when we're left with nothing, slowly meeting our demise,

We take another look look inside,

Only too see a person with a cracked mask and constant lies

Horrified, we realize, that the person inside of us is gone, and now we're left to try and uncover the master of disguise