Well, apparently posting poetry is the thing to do today. So I’ve decided to drag out the one poem that I’ve written that wasn’t constricted by requirements for an assignment.
#Warning:
The fallowing poem has been described to me innumerable times as depressing. It also is on the topic of suicide. I would like to go on record that I have never considered suicide, and do not condone it. The feelings of the persona in this poem do NOT reflect my own. By clicking on this spoiler tag you signal that you have read and understand this warning.
Behind this mask I hide,
All the demons I keep inside.
You think you know,
But you don’t.
You think I’ll tell,
But I won’t.
My armor’s thick,
My skin is tough,
You better back off,
Before this gets rough.
You’d scale my walls,
But they’re too tall,
You can’t climb infinity.
So if you wanna come in,
Go ahead and knock.
Don’t wait for an answer,
It’s probably locked.
This is my life,
It’s all my own,
Just let me be,
I stand alone.
So you want to know?
Well that’s too bad.
If you want me to care,
You’re gonna be mad.
Please understand,
My heart is stone.
Wrapped in a cage of ice and bone.
And when I look in the mirror all I see,
Is a complete stranger staring back at me.
So if you wanna come in,
Go ahead and knock.
Don’t wait for an answer,
It’s probably locked.
This is my life,
It’s all my own,
Just let me be,
I stand alone.
And every step I take,
On this path of fate,
Leads me deeper into the pit of mistakes I’ve made.
And try as I might,
To climb or take flight,
I can’t escape the walls built up inside.
So I’ll bang at the door,
And cry out for no more,
But from the day we are born,
We are scarred and torn,
And the pain we feel,
Will forever be real.
So to stop the pain,
I go into my brain,
And dig deeper inside,
Where there’s nothing to hide,
And I look for my soul,
And I find nothing there,
But an empty hole.
So I’ll sit in my cage,
With the key in my hand,
And I dream that I dream that I know who I am.
And with nothing to gain,
And nothing to lose,
I lie down on the floor,
And pretend that I’m more,
Than a human bruise.
If you want to come in,
Go ahead and knock,
Please wait for an answer,
The door is unlocked.
I may be alone,
But it’s not by choice,
Maybe together you and I,
Can break down the walls built up inside.
But that never happened,
That day never came.
I dug deeper inside,
And I never confide,
And the day that I died,
There was nothing to hide.
And you said you’re my friend,
But you weren’t there in the end,
Because you wouldn’t look at my face through the mask.
Because you never asked.
And I let myself down,
When I put on that crown.
And I thought I had won,
When I picked up the gun.
That I’d found the solution,
With all absolution.
So I gave up the race,
And I came in last place.
And I placed all my bets,
And played a rigged game of russian roulette.
Behind these masks we hide,
All the demons we keep inside.
You think you know,
But you don’t.
You think we’ll tell,
But we won’t.
Our armor’s thick,
Our skin is tough,
Don’t ever back off,
Even if it gets rough.
You’ can scale our walls,
They’re not too tall,
You can climb infinity.
