Sunday, July 26, 2015

A Man of Thousand Masks

The lines between reality and dreams
have faded away 
They do not exist.
They do not exist anymore.

The world has blinded the young man,
He strolls through street
He smiles he cries
But he is not there 
He does not exist anymore.

His heart is full of flakes
His mind searching for answers
Answers that were written on the shore
Faded with the waves they exist no more.

Eyes filled with so much darkness,
Emotions so black.
His gentle smile so pure,
Still does not hide his sadness anymore.

He is a lurker, 
A man without an aim.
He is the man of thousand masks
But is he a man anymore
for his identity is forgotten long before.