Some Self examination.
A man who has loved deeply and has been hurt.
So now I wear a mask.....a mask not unlike the Samurai
War Helmets that so fascinate me.
A mask that represents an electrified high voltage fence.
A fence through which only the bravest souls try to reach.
A fence through which only a few close friends sneak.
If even my outer perimeter is breached.
The fortifications around my inner sanctum are quite
unique. Many have scaled my ramparts only to retire in
defeat. The moat around the castle that contains my heart
bears the evidence of failed dalliances and lustful liaisons.
Bones bleached white....rotting carcasses of encounters
that failed to spark a true love. That union of mind, body
and spirit that two people truly in love feel.
Sometimes my soul screams..."GIVE ME A LOVE I CAN FEEL"
I've been told by some that I'm an enigma....I guess I'll
have to continue carrying that stigma. Some say they find
me scary. I laugh to myself....I'm as harmless as a pussycat.
(My DARKSIDE is reserved for a chosen few....believe me
when I tell you....You don't want to be in that crew).
There is one who has the ability to nullify my defenses.
Alas she too has fortified ramparts....the result of a heart
smashed into atomic particles....slowly being pieced
together with a laser beam called comfort and a
micro surgeon named friendship.
Beneath the brooding exterior lies a scarred individual.
A man who has loved deeply and has been hurt.
So now I wear a mask.....a mask not unlike the Samurai
War Helmets that so fascinate me.
Poetry by Abstrakt
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Written on 2007-03-18 at 01:34
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I Am A Fake
Beneath the brooding exterior lies a scarred individual.A man who has loved deeply and has been hurt.
So now I wear a mask.....a mask not unlike the Samurai
War Helmets that so fascinate me.
A mask that represents an electrified high voltage fence.
A fence through which only the bravest souls try to reach.
A fence through which only a few close friends sneak.
If even my outer perimeter is breached.
The fortifications around my inner sanctum are quite
unique. Many have scaled my ramparts only to retire in
defeat. The moat around the castle that contains my heart
bears the evidence of failed dalliances and lustful liaisons.
Bones bleached white....rotting carcasses of encounters
that failed to spark a true love. That union of mind, body
and spirit that two people truly in love feel.
Sometimes my soul screams..."GIVE ME A LOVE I CAN FEEL"
I've been told by some that I'm an enigma....I guess I'll
have to continue carrying that stigma. Some say they find
me scary. I laugh to myself....I'm as harmless as a pussycat.
(My DARKSIDE is reserved for a chosen few....believe me
when I tell you....You don't want to be in that crew).
There is one who has the ability to nullify my defenses.
Alas she too has fortified ramparts....the result of a heart
smashed into atomic particles....slowly being pieced
together with a laser beam called comfort and a
micro surgeon named friendship.
Beneath the brooding exterior lies a scarred individual.
A man who has loved deeply and has been hurt.
So now I wear a mask.....a mask not unlike the Samurai
War Helmets that so fascinate me.
Poetry by Abstrakt
Read 670 times
Written on 2007-03-18 at 01:34
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