Mockingjay

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Crying In The Dark

Under the cover of darkness,
Does the mask turn to dust,
Open the floodgates,
And let them rust.

Dark feelings resurface,
Hurt and betrayal,
When one feels all this,
Does he still believe in angels?

Memories appear,
That were long forgotten,
They bring chaos with them,
As you witness your own destruction.

Unleash those feelings,
For this moment, right now,
Under this cover of darkness,
To no one, you shall bow.

But when the light returns,
The mask will find its way back,
The gates will close,
And from within they'll attack.

Until they're released,
They won't quiet down,
When the shadows are gone,
Your spirit will be bound.

Words of discouragement,
Its poison seeps in,
They tie you down,
And torture you, within.

Put the pain in a bottle,
Close it for now,
Be on your way,
Resume the facade, most foul.

Its about to bubble over,
The lid itself is trembling,
The gates are about to burst open,
The cycle, again is beginning.

Go to your corner,
Turn off the lights,
Let no one see you,
As you slowly die inside.

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