Free Me Poem by Justin Chan

Trapped,
Trapped in a world
of darkness.
Shadows,
Long and menacing.
Where is the light?

They say I am blessed.
Blessed to live,
Blessed to sense the world. Lies and fraudulence.
What life can there be,
Without happiness?

A mask I put on,
Mask of lies,
Illusions.
Hiding the pain,
The sorrow, the fear.
Laughing on the surface,
Crying inside.

Can no one understand?
Can none feel what I feel?
To be alone,
Not a caring soul,
To stare at the stars,
To find my way?

Did I not try?
Remove that mask?
Let them know my true self?

Nobody understands,
Nobody feels the same.
The extent of my pain,
The horizon of my sorrow.
Nobody sees,
My depression.

The mask I put on again,
A song of lies I sing.
They like that song,
And talk again.
Perhaps, Lies are truths for them.

My heart I turn bitter,
As I laugh and dance and sing.
And nobody knows,
The truth,
Buried till my death.

I envision the day I die,
As tears, liquid crystals,
Roll down my cheeks in bed.
Can I ever be free?
Let me die,
Free me from life.