The Masked ManA Poem by David TheakerThe emotions we hide from the world. Hiding who we really are.The masked man peeks Through the slits, only to be depressed By the sight. Happiness. And it is this happiness Which he shall never attain. The masked man has cracks, Through such cracks, reality sees His emotion, tears, and pain. And they culminate to leave the masked man Alone in this world. The masked man sleeps. In his slumber, there are no dreams, There is only darkness, And it is this darkness that shall plauge him. For Life never promised him a happy ending. © 2012 David Theaker |
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Added on September 25, 2012 Last Updated on September 25, 2012 Author
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