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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Mask

Mask

A Poem by KazMar

Drowning, sinking, feelings I get,
I know that I can't forget, 
Things that have happened,
These past few years,
I know I'm responsible for my tears.
Why can't it all just go away, 
Maybe it will somehow, someday. 
Things that will haunt me, 
From my past, I want it to disappear fast,
I want to become all I can be,
I want to be free, but free isn't me. 
Until that day comes, I sit here.
Wondering what's next to fear.
As I look in the mirror, I see my lies,
They hide behind my silent cries.
Out in the open, my smile hides,
all the unhappiness, the emptiness behind my eyes,
But putting on that mask, 
It can be loneliest task, 
For no one knows, but me, my fears, my tears, 
They hide away,
Hoping that in some way, 
This world will bring a better day,
Where I wont have to hide,
I'll maybe even be happy inside,
Drown out all the demons inside,
Behind my eyes, my mask, my lies.

© 2016 KazMar


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KazMar
Any feedback appreciated :)

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This is a very touching,relatable and thought provoking poetry... one can really feel the emotion of this work... it seems that the poem is dealing with the painful memories of the past...we all put a mask to hide our broken parts from others so that no one can see it or understand it... this is such an amazing poem dear frnd... i really felt every word of this poem.... full ratings....

Posted 8 Years Ago


Honest and strong words. I liked the thoughts and the want of the poetry.
"I'll maybe even be happy inside,
Drown out all the demons inside,
Behind my eyes, my mask, my lies."
We heal, when we kill off the bad memories. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on March 15, 2016
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KazMar
KazMar

Australia



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Being creative allows me to construct or describe the world, through my own eyes. It has always been a part of who I am. There have been times in my life where I've felt disconnected, lost and not k.. more..

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