Behind this mask, scars.
Behind my eyes, pain.
Behind my darkness, a story.
Beneath my skin, a flame. A fight of hope to stay, a fight of shadows to remain.
Behind my anger are questions.
Behind my sorrow, unrest.
Behind my reasons, still dreaming, broken pieces of me stand in the wake of reality.
Beneath this body is nothing, for I gave you my heart and soul.
Beneath your death was my dying, my loss of control.
Behind my smile, a craving.
Behind my life, a waiting.
Behind my words, a meaning, that you did not catch.
Beneath this mask, is an animal longing for a merciful death.
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