The Masquerade

I watch as a rose blossoms in the middle of the spring
The buzzing of the bees, gives me a sense of well being
The smell of the leaves, in the heat of the midday sun
The cycle of nature continues, and the cycle is never done

As I float under the sun, my skin begins bubbling some 
I'm trudging in mud, I visualize deep puddles of blood
The earth bleeds from the core, I retreat stumble and run
I'm asleep, slumbering some, and speaking in mumbling tongues

It's a pyroclastic flow, melting areas of your dome
Where only the chosen roam, in the midst of a broken home,
Adjacent to the mind, and parallel with the thoughts
I'm scared as Hell and distraught, forgotten everything I've been taught

It's a mystical sight to see, an aurora with lights that gleam
Terrified of a righteous dream, so I hide if I might be seen
I'm scared as the lightning blinks, and I wonder if there's a Heaven
I'm hungry to dip my head in, the water and maybe step in

Bathe in the fountain of youth, with every mistake corrected
Justify misconceptions, and learn to stand in oppression
Its a vampiric infection, to drink blood and shed skin 
To be a dead limb, impotent to purpose and kept hid

I'm a dead kid, wielding a mind and a lead pen
My reflection, shatters from hatred collected
And stares at me with no sympathy, like I am the epitome
The realizations hitting me and causing an epiphany

It's easy to voice a change, easy to procrastinate
You could take the time to wash the dishes, but you just stack the plates
If trial and tribulation have caused you to lack in faith
You've tightened the mask on your face, and joined in the masquerade

It's fun to splash in the lake, but it's evident that we drown 
We lose our breathes as we slow down, our body's touching the ground
And we're in the midst of the water, like we're sitting on a cloud
Screaming to be remembered, but nobody heard a sound
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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October 29, 2014 at 7:52 PM
Love how it transitioned from nature scenes to introspective rap. I think the lines "If trial and tribulation have caused you to lack in faith You've tightened the mask on your face, and joined in the masquerade." are the true essence of your theme... it reminds me of the character Pliable who started following Christian for a little while and then turned back as soon as their was a trial. Screaming to be remembered, but nobody heard a sound... I heard ya loud and clear.
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May 26, 2014 at 10:16 PM
Aaron, thank you for commenting my comment... PD
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May 21, 2014 at 5:59 PM
Aaron, so loud, love the end... epic poem..Linda
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May 26, 2014 at 9:28 AM
Thank you! I'm going to start posting again. Keep your eyes peeled for more! ~~
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May 21, 2014 at 11:32 AM
very awesome poem
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