Saving Myself (Behind the mask)

I was so tired of the masks
That I put one on myself
I was so tired of the games
That I started to play
I was so tired of the pain
That I started to torture
I was so tired of bleeding
That I started to kill.

So I hide behind the mask
And I hide behind the games,
I will attack if you hurt me,
I’ll torture you if necessary,
I guess I’m ready to kill,
If that’s what saves me.

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And I have a couple more poems hiding around my piles of papers. I hope that you like it.

Thank you for following my blog, you are more than a hundred and I don’t even know where you come from, people. Just thank you. And stay around!

(Today something made me think… if I knew how to sing, I would make songs out of my poetry!)

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About raqueluroz

Lunatic, obsessive, insane, passionate, human
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