A Witty Title.

Compelled it seems to brink of tears
by thankless sacrifice
Of time, Of energy, Of self
The mask begins to crack.

Searching for purposes to life
for goals to be fulfilled
finding nothing of import
The cracks begin to grow

Seeing those I come to know
obtain their hearts desire
while mine remains unfulfilled
The mask it starts to shatter

Emotions locked within my frame
Denied, Ignored, Supressed
come bursting forth without relent
The mask, It lies in pieces

The mask is broken shattered here,
My inner being exposed
But things which strove to break this mask,
Take aim now on my soul.

-- Matthew Aldridge

I wrote this a few months ago, when I was feeling particularly down..