decade of decay
the mask is so withered and worn,
after a decade of decay,
I never thought I’d still dream of you today,
so much time, so little answers, I don’t ache for love, or forgiveness,
but this great life I’ve built,
Has been fed by guilt,
the truth lies in the past,
and I pushed it all aside,
to protect your beautiful eyes,
from the monster in my life,
sometimes I wish I had died,
so the story would have ended there,
and i would be free of despair,
but that wouldn’t be fair,
and my punishment is the mask I am forced to wear,
stitch on the broken pieces,
so people can believe my smile,
That may never be real,
I got what I deserve,
and I accept it,
for what it is,
and what it will never be,
and I hope you’ll never see,
what I pretend is the real me,
my heart echoes with the sound,
of everything that makes my soul bleed,
And I can’t escape it in my sleep,
because I still see you there,
but I don’t feel you when I’m awake,
except today,
let the mask decay,
for just one more day,
stitch it on,
And pretend my real face is gone,
I need you to know I was a victim,
not a culprit,
although I know you’ll never see this,
I’m sorry for the vagueness,










