MENACE OF MASQUERADE
Walking down a path unclear,
I found that no face was left bare.
A mask for fear, a mask to fear,
I saw the layers everywhere.
A tune to cloak your mood so bleak,
A vacant smile to veil the scare.
A tantrum to obscure insecurities seated deep,
Living in denial, deferring the inevitable despair.
The realisation dawned birthing a tepid state,
I struggled while taking the mask off my face.
The mirror reflected back, to my ill-fate,
Staring at me was nothing but an empty space.