Behind The Mask...

Face to face yet worlds apart
your insight darkened, where
do we start? Your past did
blast you now you wear
a mask...

Frightened and wrecked
now you simply hide, and
live a life that doesn't require
much stride. A life not free
but behind the mask...

Behind the mask you silently
cry...dreaming, yearning,
mourning for the one, the hold you, to know
you, to see you. This is
your prevailing question
who....who is up to that
task? To help you rip off
the mask..

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41-45, F
1 Response Jan 14, 2013

Touching and thought-provoking. Thank you - I loved it.

You are most welcome..