Masquerade

Sometimes people wanna hide their true emotions and feelings and expect you to take their lies.

 

You hide your face behind a  sinister mask that deceives the ones you meet

 

You spoon feed me your petty lies and hope to releive me of

 

The a thousand ton lead weights placed on my slender weak shoulders

 

Breaking me down into a crumpled pile of hurt and pain

 

Yet I sing to you beautiful mystic songs of hope and longing  quinched

 

I moan and groan moving voilently begging for you to stop but you still spin your

 

Sticky suffocating web around me in the moonlit night

 

I beg of you to remove the mask crying all day and night making cool rivers and deep

 

Valleys as I drag my feet  replinshing the land with the things you stole from it

 

You turn away from me telling me that this is who you are 

 

You say i must accept you the way you are. Even though it tears me apart inside

 

Have you  forgotten what you were how we danced in the brigght day twirling

 

Swirling  round and round?

 

 Now you imprison me like a flower bearing a golden pearl silently wilting  and

 

decaying  away  in a looked greenhouse with all the windows blocked out

 

So now I must go away with  wind floating ,flying, soaring away.

 

Sadly reaching out for you as I leave

 

The wind beckons me though clearing my head of those lies that held me in your

 

Rusty  shackles and

 

Set

    Me

      Free...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This took a long time to get just right so pls review after reading tell me if there is anything wrong I'm about to get it published in a literary magizine so REVIEWS is wat I need ( Inserts Vampire voice) I vant more .... lol but thanx for reading

Reviews

[Maria]

Awww.... this so beautiful i love it!

[Gandré]

Relationships are so difficult; this tender prose poem is tragically beautiful.

[EILEEN McGUINNESS]

This is very poetic and yet tragic you appear to have suffered the misfortune of not being appreciated for all of your fine gifts and wonderful human spirit,kindness is weakness in some folks eyes and they will continue to use and abuse us until we take a stand and say "no more you have taken from me and offered nothing in return i am not a bank i am a soul and i deserve better"
The rhythum and descriptive words were beautiful flowing like a smooth river and easy on the eye.