Masked Madness

Unto Madness I descend
Losing grasp of life’s holds
I wish I could still pretend
But now the Truth must be told
Behind the masked charade
Lies a Broken Soul
An expert masquerade
Covers an empty hole.

There lies a Beast within
Always hunting his next kill
Always searching for that light
But never quite fulfilled
No matter how hard he fights
His hunger just grows stronger
To fill his empty hollow
In darkness he sits to ponder
Consumed by ancient sorrows.

Slipping deeply into the dark
I barely catch a sight
A faint, glimmering spark
I see the shadow of a light
Flickering faintly beneath my heart.
Desperately, I clutch
To that one true Source
Yearning to feel its touch
That light which guides my course
Its warmth absolves my sins
Freedom from guilt and remorse

I listen to that voice within
So that one day I can release
That pain which constantly grows
As I grapple with the beast
And the demons I’ve come to know
Who once draped my world in black
I will learn to forgive and let go
Free from the past that held me back.

Perhaps one day I’ll look up and climb
Out of the darkness and towards the sky
My wounds, if treated, may heal in time
If I can just stop chasing that high
Numbing the pain of my mistakes
But for now I’ll just keep wearing my smile
Leaving the past beyond my wake
My memories sink, awaiting reconcile.

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