Which mask shall I wear today
as I step unto this stage?
Life has so many scenes
where the truth has no face.
Masks worn to hide the pain
hide the smile when it breaks
conceal the deafening cry
of fallen spirits from grace.
This scene will be unrehearsed,
masks shall not be needed.
Truth is the star of this epic role
this epilogue chapter unfolded.
There will be no encores or sequels
no audience to applaud.
These perfect masks I’ve collected
will be gathered and tossed.
Cast off the edge of infinity
with all my sorrows and woes,
shortcomings, flaws and frailties.
The recipe of a tormented soul.
I’ll take my final bow now
close the curtain one last time
but keep the spotlight on me
to remind you of my eternal smile.
DionWorx
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