
I hold a mask of darkness,
Hidden within the shadows,
Stripes of silver needles,
Slashed across it,
It never leaves me behind,
It never fades away,
It will stay by me,
Until I leave it.
I hold a mask of darkness,
That hides what I foresee,
Emotions lay hidden,
Turbulence unnoticed,
But that is how I wish it to be,
For me to seek solace,
Within my mask of darkness.
A/N: Picture belongs to my friend, The Succubus. Poetry is fully mine smile

