The Disease

by nobode   Jan 8, 2007


I've put on different faces all my life
Trying to hide the insecurities and iniquities
That has followed me like a shadow;
Reminding me of troubles I cannot escape

I'm apprehended by demons,
Which never cease for one moment
Chasing me until all I can do is surrender to them
Reminding me of a past I've grown to hate

This infectious disease has taken hold of me
And it will never let go
And even though I pretend I am fine,
It is the mask that you see
For underneath the mask,
I'm slowly fading

And I am not all right
I am not,
Not now,
Never again

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Very dark n emotional well done