Come and dance with me,
the Earth is at our feet.
Your mask is broken,
as is mine,
yet the party must go on!
Laugh with me, my sweet,
dine on my blood like you always have,
draining me of life,
taking from my soul,
until there is nothing left to take.
As gloved hands slip from one another,
a new dancer comes to take the place.
My mask is gone,
I don't know about yours.
Nor does it matter.
For once,
I am happy.
As I gaze into the eyes,
of one who truely cares,
and truely has faith.
As we dance into the night,
the world seems to fall into place.
Dreams come true,
reality settles down,
and all is well.
Come and dance with me,
the Earth is at our feet.
A masked man no more!
One of renewed life,
alive forever more.
Author notes
I ask this to anyone that sees this. Look at your life, and make sure that you are happy with what you have. If you aren't, change it. Don't trick yourself. Don't hide behind the mask so long that you forget what you were like without it.
I am finally myself again. I am happy with my life, finally.
You can be too.
Please tell me what you think
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And what would you say for someone who is happy with what they have, and lucky, and blessed, but has a self destructive habit of self and relationship sabatoge?
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wise words in your author notes.
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And a spiral upwards it has been.
Thank you for your comment.
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I shall rejoice
in knowing that you are yourself. thank you for sharing such an utterly stunning poem of imagery with me.
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But of course. Thank you for your kind words.
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This is absolutely incredible and insightful. I love the metaphor you created here. Initially wearing a mask that is broken and eventually disappears with finally being true to yourself. Bravo!!
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Many thanks to you! I appreciate your comment.
I am very happy that everything happened the way it did. I'm free, finally. The mask is gone, and I can be myself again. It had been so long since I had been myself, I almost forgot who I was. -
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That is awesome!! What a feeling.
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This is great! And you are very right, you shouldn't have to hide behind a mask. You have done a great job with this, the flow and message are great!
Sincerly,
Toddy
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I shouldn't, and am no longer! Huzzah for that, mon ami!
Thank you for your comment!
The message is very important, and I hope that this poem has at least changed one life.
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this is a wonderful metaphor for life. I enjoy writes about masks for some reason. I could picture the dancers as well as the change of such. Very enjoyable read.
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I do as well. For good reason, of course. A lot of people hide behind masks, metaphorically speaking, of course. To break free from that mask and be your own person again... THAT is a wonderful experience. One that I had needed for a long long time.
Thank you for your words and your comment. It is much appreciated.
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a bittie freaky (i dunno how tho!!!!!!!) but i'll b fine!!!! i love this poem, i hate blood tho. great work!! lol xx loved the work!!!!!!! xxxxxxxxx
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cool!
this is in my opinion is a poem of hopes and dreams that can be realised if we can be patient enough to attain them. i liked this poem and i liked these words especially "Laugh with me, my sweet,
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And one of the lines that had the most meaning to me. I'm so tired of being used by people, and I can only hope that I can find someone that doesn't just want to use me up, then leave me.
Hopes, dreams, all of it can be found with patience. I was patient, and now look! I'm getting back into college, all my plans are finally coming together without someone poking holes in them. It's truely a wonderful experience.
Thank you for your words and your comment.
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Fantastic darling
Very eloquent, and I've seen you smile more than ever, in just the last couple of weeks.
I'm so glad you've found yourself again.
Stars Above,
Kenaz.
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As am I, m'dear. Thank you for being there for me the whole while. For chatting with me on cam, smiling, giggling with me. You being there to hold my hand and help me through everything was truely wonderful.
Honestly, as I've told a lot of other people, without you, this event would have destroyed me. You made me a stronger person, and I can't thank you enough for that.
Thank you. -Nuzzles and gives wulfie kisses to-
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Wow...I just love a happy ending So few poems have happy endings! Great write, and I'm glad you try to help other people with your poetry! Definitely gives me something to think about!
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Thank you for the comment! I strive to try and make people's lives better with everything that I do.
Poetry, stories, art. Just something to get them out of their regular world and realise that there is more out there. It's important. Hehehe.
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There is a freedom within this that really set its apart from others An interesting piece which is very unique Great job! xxx
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Thank you!
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I like this poem, it's not over-baringly [not a word I know] optimistic but it acknowledges existence of a tapper, envy for you.
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"...A masked man no more...'
Your freed spirit leaps from the page
as you share your emergence! Bravo!
Your author notes, sage advice.
Aeshtete
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Thank you for the comment! Your words definitely help me in my troubled times, and my times of recovery.
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