This Mask of Mine

A story (or poem?) I don't know I'm new to this... just describing my inner thoughts and feeling of having to hide away my true self.

This mask of mine.

The one I wear to protect myself.

The one I wear to hide myself.

The one I made in the forges of my soul.

This mask of mine.

Protecting me from the judgement of others.

Hiding the monster that is within.

Made because I am so afraid.

Afraid of the pain of letting people in.

Afraid of showing the sadness and self-hate within.

Afraid of letting the light touch my skin.

This mask of mine.

It is a prison, for the monster inside.

Bars made of cold steel and walls of thick stone.

To contain and hide away the beast.

This mask of mine.

Hides away the one I fear most. Myself.

Containing the real me and the light within.

I have imprisoned myself behind my mask.

This mask of mine.

Made to protect, now has locked me in.

I am trapped within myself and I can’t get out.

It pretends to be me, but it isn’t me.

This mask of mine.

Was made with the best of intentions.

Was my greatest creation.

Is now controlling my fate.

This mask of mine.

It is time for you to come off.

It is time for you to go.

It is time for me to feel the light again.

It is time for me to show the world the light within.

Author's Note

I'm very new to this so I realize its garbage.

Reviews

[April Blue]

No, I don't think it's garbage.. I also feel that I need to put on a mask because I myself feel like a monster and want to hide from the world.. I can relate to this poem.. Well written....

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I needed to read this poem lol i guess. As a mask is required most times to deal

[Kris]

Thank you and I hope it was what you needed!