Masks
Masks
all alone in my room
the layers of my mask
are peeled off slowly
until it is midnight
and there is nothing left
to hide behind
it is the point where
rivers streaming down my face
but not able to cry out loud
because it will wake someone up
holding in the sobs
screaming in my head
a war going on in my mind
but nothing is happening
just lying there
wide awake
alone
still
silent
the layers of my mask
are peeled off slowly
until it is midnight
and there is nothing left
to hide behind
it is the point where
rivers streaming down my face
but not able to cry out loud
because it will wake someone up
holding in the sobs
screaming in my head
a war going on in my mind
but nothing is happening
just lying there
wide awake
alone
still
silent
Reageer (1)
You are beautiful, with and without the mask
7 jaar geleden