I once saw the man behind the mask.
Well at least I thought I did.
He showed me exactly what he wanted me to see,
and foolishly I believed him.
I believed him to be the perfect man he made himself out to be.
But that isn’t him.
After all is said and done,
I’ve seen the real man,
the one behind the mask.
The heartless deceptor.
I knew you were broken,
I saw it in your face everyday.
But so was I.
I treated you with grace,
and you threw it in my face.
You are not the perfect man.
But you are not as deceptive as you think,
because when the sun goes down and your demons come out.
I see the real you.
The man behind the mask.
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
Like the moon needs the sun,
like the plants need the rain.
I needed you.
I needed YOU.
And where were you?
You left me.
You left me like I was nothing.
Maybe I was nothing to you.
Maybe everything we had was a lie to you.
But to me?
It was everything.
Every kiss was savored.
Every touch lingered.
Every song sang, every place visited
is so embedded in my soul.
I could never erase you, never forget.
Even after everything,
I still would go back and do it again.
Because for me,
you were my sun.
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 9:47 PM UTC
I’m not sure we can be happy together
but
I don’t know if I can exist in a world
you aren’t a part of
Sep 6, 2025
Sep 6, 2025 at 10:16 PM UTC
I feel like I’m a shell of the person I used to be.
Everything seems so dull now,
books I used to love reading sit collecting dust on a shelf.
Dreams slowly fading away as I sleep away the pain.
I can’t help but wonder if I should go back to that place I’ve been so many times.
Fully seclude myself from everything and everyone.
I probably already would have, but the fight to get out of that hole feels impossible.
So I’ll sit in silence until i inevitably slip and fall in or someone notices I need help.
No one ever notices.
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
How many times can you break my heart?
I’ve done nothing but love you
but somehow I’m the bad guy.
I’m too needy and you’re too busy.
All I ask is for your love and attention.
I didn’t realize how much of an ask that was.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for loving you
when you couldn’t even love yourself.
I’m sorry for supporting you
in everything you do.
I’m sorry for giving you my everything.
I thought you were my everything.
You were my everything,
but I was never yours.
Apr 15, 2025
Apr 15, 2025 at 9:06 PM UTC
At the ripe age of 5 she lost her mom.
Not in the sense that you think.
She’s not dead.
Her mom was kicked out.
Her life split. Moms house. Dads house.
Back and forth.
How confusing for a 5 year old.
At the ripe age of 9 her mom had a baby.
The baby was the highlight of her day.
Coming home to a smiley little person made all her troubles fade away.
Soon mom would just hand the baby to her right when she got home from school.
She had to watch the baby and do homework and shower and cook dinner.
She would stay up with the baby in the night and be the parent her mother wasn’t.
How confusing for a 9 year old.
At the ripe age of 12 her mother had another baby.
Now she had 2 baby’s, school, and sports to tend to everyday.
Most days she would come home and get the kids and hide in her room.
She couldn’t stand to see her mother passed out on the couch again.
She was getting used to her mothers behavior and the responsibility of 2 kids.
But she couldn’t understand why her mother would do this to her, to them.
How confusing for a 12 year old.
At the ripe age of 13 her mother overdosed.
She thought she was going to die.
It felt like a relief.
What a horrible thought to have about your mother.
Her mother went to a mental hospital for a few days and she felt nothing but dread.
The night her mother came back she told her “If it weren’t for my kids I would be dead. I wish I never had kids.”
How confusing for a 13 year old.
At the ripe age of 14 she took her life.
The weight of her mothers words hung so heavy on her shoulders.
She couldn’t bear to live in a world where the one person who is supposed to love you the most
wanted her dead.
She did it at night, with the kids sound asleep.
Tears were streaming down her face as she held a knife held tightly in her hand
she cried out “I LOVED YOU” as she slit her wrists and finally found comfort in the dark.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 2:14 AM UTC