Delicate Facade

an illness

knawing at my internal flesh

no one can see the

Scars except me.

a Facade to hide all the

Pain.

i tend to 

Laugh harder,

Try harder,

just so They won't see

the Real me.

the one with Emotions

and Hatred. 

a Light in this

Darkness is rare.

Salvation is difficult 

to find.

if Anyone knew about

this Moster eating

away at my Flesh,

i would be Outcasted.

keeping this

Facade

is the key

to Living.

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