The tears you cry,
You hide them with a mask of
darkness.
On the outside you're tough,
On the inside you're weak.
The memories are slowly leaving,
You still hear him talking, screaming,
in your head.
You try to be tough
You wait for everyone to leave
When the lights go out,
Your mask of darkness comes
out.
Shielding you from people who might
not care
Take the mask down.
You don't need to hide
anymore.
No-more need for a mask
He's slowly leaving
Forget the man,
You don't need to remember his voice
The bullets come out
Aiming for him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can feel your words come to life. Beautiful poem!