Spoiler
This poem is loosely based on the song [&] Delinquents by Woe Is Me. A line specifically stood out to me was: Behind every mask, lies a man that can't live in his own skin. Enjoy!
SOS
I boil beneath my skin.
It is the mask I have been deposited in.
Why can’t anyone see this prison?
Can’t they see the code
I have tattooed over my eyes?
I stretch and scream but it doesn’t care,
Fastening tighter, suffocating me;
Pushing the person I try so hard to be
Deeper and deeper into oblivion.
Wonder if I’m the only one
In this most vulnerable state?
Trapped inside with my demons.
