The Broken Mask

A painful life
Always hidden with pain
Never shown to anyone

My mask is put on in the morning
Taken off at night

The mask hides all my pain
Never once did it crack
My burdens are heavy
Never once have I dropped them

They have become too heavy to bear
My back breaks
I fall to the floor
No one notices me

Thoughts, thoughts silently slipping into my head
Evil thoughts
Thoughts of killing myself
To lift the burdens off my broken back

No one sees the signs

I slowly start to slice my wrist
Bleeding ever so much
I didn't cut deep enough
Though there's a puddle of my blood on the floor
I stop cutting my wrist

Realized what I have done
My wound becomes a scar
A memory of my burdened past

People see my scar
Ask me if I am okay
Told them they could have stopped me
If only they had read the signs

Tears stream down my face
The mask has finally been broken.