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My False Identity
I find myself wondering if you can see the real me?
The one hiding underneath my False Identity.
It is not like the mask of depression,
though I do wear that from time to time.
It is more like the version of me, that I want to be,
but I can't.
I see her peering through my eyes from time to time.
Then quickly the false look of self-confidence,
manages to snuff her out.
When she thinks there is no one looking,
she will cry herself to sleep.
Then she hides.
Sometimes when I feel my energy running low,
she shows the world who I truly am.
I am not confident, standing tall,
I'm more like the smallest of the small.
Hiding the grimace of pain,
Mystery of the Manor
So we stayed at home
And we played hide-and-go-seek
But one went missing
Never to be found again
That evening it was raining
The Mask
Diamonds leading, into, across the skin
Breathing in, slowly, just to let me in
My headcage confines this point in time
The anonymity still cutting a line
The same, the twin, within, without
Temporal wraiths wink in and out
This is where ghosts dream of lives unremembered, unsaid
This is where we go to die, now please get out of my head
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