Facing Reality Behind the Curtain

by Unseen Exposure   Jan 10, 2005



Broken cries from faded faces tread beneath our toes
Make-up covered eyelids cover the pain they won't expose

Fleeting down an empty corridor running from yourself
Searching for a familiar face, but there is no one else

Stumbling over memories, hiding from the past
Trying to catch up with life, but it's moving way too fast

Screaming out with coarse lungs that make no sound
Don't look down, or side to side, don't even turn around

Blood drips from your mouth, reality hit with a hard hand
Your chest caving in, lacking the oxygen, and you can't stand

Running stops, eyes close tight, your world slowly falls down
But unconsciousness engulfs you, as you lay on shaded ground

Deep sleep entrances you and you're entangled in your mind
Floating to a darkened place, leaving everything behind

Fading in your hand is a broken rose has turned black
Bleeding with distorted colors and you aren't ever going back

Truth is non-existent, just one lie more preferable to the other
Waking up to a world unreal, belief has thus been smothered

This is what life really is, you've been awakened from your dream
Quiet child! You mustn't panic.. dear you mustn't scream

The light you do not see, is the light that never existed
Society corrupted you, taught your brain to be deluded and twisted

But this is what is revealed when the curtain sets the stage
An ongoing novel with a different message on every page

These are all props to a life they made you believe you've traveled
But within these set up props, the truth will be unraveled

A passage way leads to the creation of the lies
Do you understand these words... what this poem implies?

- :-) I wanted to baffle you all. BUT!! there IS a real point to it! -

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  • 19 years ago

    by kArMiLa

    what happened? well i really like this... SO badly i like it.. good job...

  • 19 years ago

    by Unseen Exposure


    The TRUE meaning of this poem--

    Its about a girl who pictures herself in her mind running through a long, dark, dark tunnel. There's no light, no sound, just sustaining darkness, and there's no one to help her get out, except for her dreams. But, she has a haunting dream that life isn't all everyone says it is. She's led to believe that everything is fake, unreal, and she's been living a lie this whole time. It devastates her, but she knows that it's the beginning of the end, and there will be no more lies... now that she knows the truth,

    Strange, I know.

  • 19 years ago

    by Kiersten Nicole

    awesome poem, i loved it
    -K

  • 19 years ago

    by Armed-Alcoholic

    It's really good...

  • 19 years ago

    by pinkalias

    i LOVE this. Absolutly beautiful, the words flow flawsessly and your symbols are absolutly lovely.
    I loved the message you were sending across (i might have got it wrong but here is what i thought of it)
    I thought it was pretty much about life and how we are all subjected to this masquerade of false hope and lies. Everything is a set up, even the faces we were are mere masks painted on to please and entertain the other around us. A mass of lies is all it's come too, and to it we have been raised to we remain blind to the real presence of a false world.
    (did i just state the obvious?)
    alright well, first let me praise some of your symbols.
    I absolutly love the first two lines, especially ,"Make-up covered eyelids cover the pain they won't expose"
    I also admire the symbol of the back rose, "Bleeding with distorted colors and you aren't ever going back"that was just a tragic and beautiful picture rolled into this exotic imagery that you put on paper. I loved it. There are many other symbols that really entranced me, but overall i loved how you wrote about the lies of everyday society and compared them to props on a stage
    Wisely written, absolutly beautiful, Excellent job