Veil of Shards

A thousand veils of glass
emotions for my soul,
illuminating the angel
and concealing the ghoul

Suppressing ones sensation
partaking in the mask,
deceiving and delivering
a smile at my best.

Begging for forgiveness
but you cannot hear a sound,
for I am on my knees
and to the mask I am bound

Here I lay with smiles
though tears still fog my eyes,
thousand knives to pierce me
with only my life to compromise.

Still, I am a demon
hidden behind the eyes,
the eyes of an angel
the eyes that are not mine.

A mask is so predictable
a very common of things,
yet, mine is a mask of glass-like shards
and other torturous means

A veil to plunge my soul
into the darkest depths of Hell,
too far within the pit
to scream or even to yell.

This chain weaved into my heart
takes possession of this 'self',
through torment I'm made to smile
yet I long to cry out for help

For my thousand veils of glass
leave a scar upon my soul,
betraying the innocent angel
I am taken by the ghoul.