Tuesday, 3 February 2009

A masked reality

Like a mask upon my face at a masquerade;
i hide how i really feel, i escape my reality.
However when alone it re-escapes me.

The darkness comes over you like a disease
soon it will take over and i'll sink too deep
with no escape i can't struggle to my feet.
All you can do is let it consume you,
roll over and hold yourself together,
until it's over and you're free once more.

However are you free?
How can you be ?
When what you call reality is just a mask,
a simple mask to hide the truth.
To brighten the darkness.

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