My Mask Poem by Crimson Love

I wear this mask of hatred,
So no one can see,
This Pain, deep inside of me,
Its embers hot, and Burning,
A coal Escapes, My Parted lips,
The mask bursts into flames,
And I’m exposed,
Forced to face,
The Indignities in which you imposed,
I’m here without my protection, without my disguise,
Without my shroud to cover eyes,
I see things more clearly, than ever before,
Afraid to Come into the world, and explore,
I’m alive, but I feel like my soul has left,
I’m done with all this,
My knife will save me,
With its cold embrace,
It’s last and final kiss.