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Jan 2011
I wear a mask so that I can feel safe looking at you
I know you see me thorough it
Twirling in place revolving around myself
exposing a new mask broken and untied
falling from my face it is my own skin
no one will ever see anything below
broken bones and bleeding veins are all that lie beneath this mask
this image you all hold so strongly is really nothing now
the face I once was is forever nothing inside the palms of my laughing hands looking upon the structure from which it fell
bones and flesh mean nothing without eyes
**feeling hurts
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