Wearing a Mask

by Jason Giecek 3 months ago in sad poetry

A Poem of Lost Hope

Wearing a Mask

I've instantly become that grinning mask that carefully hides my face,

I've sold myself to my elaborate disguise,

That intentionally hides my lasting disgrace,

I've lost my way,

To find my way home!

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I have naturally become that which I hate,

I have instantly become that passionate play,

To conceal my face,

I have lost my soul,

Mirror mirror,

On the wall,

Advise me,

Where is hope?

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I am instantly lost in the modern thoughts,

That keep me from losing myself,

To that apparent hopelessness that enthusiastically embraces me,

In its affectionate arms,

To justly fear not that impenetrable darkness,

Creeping deep inside me,

Directing me,

Demanding eagerly,

Intentionally trying me.

I sell myself,

To my elaborate disguise,

To intentionally try and release myself,

I lose myself,

To instantly find that hope.

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Jason Giecek

A poet who cannot rhyme, a dreamer who dreams in reality, realist who gave up realism last week as part of his plea agreement. The courts got nothing!! Nothing!

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