Thursday, May 12, 2011

Masquerades for all, but me

Society requires a mask
To avoid the pain of birth
We wear it to work
We wear it to play
It is instinctual
We know it by DNA
There is a role to know
We create it by the day
Every mask we wear is holy
For it protects our vital soul
Our chest is vulnerable
Cascading near
The depths of an empty hole
It can be filled with one life
Or another if need be
Whatever works
I am not one
Who belongs in this world
All that is needed
I am betrayed by
I am the scream
Without a sound
I wear no mask
I am the emptiness
I am the abyss
I am the nothing that you see