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My Painted Mask

Poetry By: alexjhicks

Poem revealing a lot about myself. Written last week when my depression peaked. Now I'm actively looking for a therapist.

Submitted:Nov 14, 2012    Reads: 40    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

Long standing basiton
Living in the empty
Lost and so alone
Love and hope plenty.

Open to the world
Older but not wise
Only darkness stays
Owning up to crimes.

Practicing the act
Painful is the task
Pretending I am fine
Painting on my mask.

Regret is my position
Remaining in the crowd
Relingquishing my sadness
Retained without a sound.

©2012 Alex Hicks


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