The mask I created so long ago
Had somehow became a part of me
I kept this mask close to me
Never revealing who I truly am
I could never open the gates of the hell I have lived threw
I hardly made it
How could I expect someone to want to hear about it?
So I go on living this life
Day in - Day out
This mask and I grew closer
Finally I rose from the depths of hell
To this place everyone around me calls Earth
I am unsure which is worse!?
where the devil lives?
where many of his servants take on forms of life!
is becoming frail
from many uses
Soon left to face the unknown possibilities of life on my own
I am sadden from the home I have grown accustomed to is no longer there
Granted it was my hell
But it was A home!
Yes, you were MY tormentor
Yet, you were also MY savior!
A broken beaten soul you have left me!
Always wanting to leave begging to be whisked away
Now that I am
I am only full of doubt
Just as you hoped I would be!
Mom... I trusted you! I at some point in my life actually loved you! ... Why did you let him abuse me... Why don't you love me.. Mom?
Why don't you like me?