Hidden By Oneself


This city is now uninhabited,
a place that was once alive.
We no longer touch, or meet under the moon,
now burning as a duplicate Sun.
I'm so isolated in this cage,
even a caged bird knows more freedom
than one who is free.
Are we all living an imitation of life
an endless road for lost minds?
Are we being eaten alive by the mirrors of ourselves?
I believe we are blinded by the illusion
of redemption as our masks hide the real Truth,
Death too wears a mask!
We're exhausted all the time and yet
we are surrendering to it.
We force ourselves to breathe,
strain our lips to smile,
we are not immune.
We are bleeding and choking on air
as if waiting for the Truth
with no lies that hide within.
If waiting is the Truth, then I'm lost for eternity.

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