Hallow Mask

Right now my temp is low
And keeps falling
I pray my heart aint affected
I bundle up to prevent infection
Two thermals one fleece
Sweatpants no jeans
Old boots an knit hat
No gloves so my hands numb
I can barely feel my finger tips
And the pen in them
I just want to feel warmth
But affections no where to be found
So here I am alone
Talking to myself
Why am I so distant
Socially akward, I am
This home could be a prison
Because I rarely see day light
Im unseen by day life
So all I do is write
Dream and have visions
But they all lack description
Its just me and theses feelings
No support or guidance
I long for someone to condfide in
But most my friends are distant
Or we just dont relate
They say opposites attract
But I dont respect their opinions
Especially when im under attack
By those I defend
I now see i'm my only friend
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I watch my back like shirt tags
Work slow but think fast
I have more enemies than friends
So i'm mostly on defense
Protecting what i've earned
Claiming what I deserve
Because I know what my time is worth
Instead of idle time i'd rather work
To get what I have women flirt
While men befriend me it never works
Either keep it real or keep it moving
Because I see through your disguise
And to tell the truth im not surprised
Words only hide lies
So dont speak, keep quiet
Im unmoved by communication
But by actions and observation
You can say what you want
But chances I won't listen
I'm not intrigued by your resemblence
But by what you represent
The truth always comes out
So I patiently wait it out
Plus I depend on myself
So noone can hold me back
No disrespect but you held me back
And it's time I take a stand
And be a man
My own man
And to do that I must change my stance
But to be a success I must advance
No more lies remove your mask

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Comments
wow a very strong piece from you marcus ,protecting what you have to the point of loneliness is life draining and it shows in this write ,wether its yourself or someone you are writing for .sad but good piece tina x
well it may be poetic licence or it may be real but we have no way of knowing tina do we? i once wrote a poem about my friend barry on the starlite cafe and all i got was comments saying they were sorry but it was not real it was just my imaginatiion but sadly it came true love shay
I only write on my own experiences and I appreciate the feedback tina.