A day of reflection
A day of realization
Nothing happy here
No joyful celebration.
All that can be seen is the bitter truth
Things that when faced. Make my bones shiver and shake.
The truth that I was fake
A pretender to those I cherished.
That I donned a mask and took on rolls not meant for me
Through stubborn pride these things I would not see
Not until to late
Until I had paid the price
And was left alone once more
Without a shred of light.
For now the world turned dark
I stand here by myself
Surrounded by demons, and nothing else.
Not an offer of help, not a friendly smile
Just the demons who creep closer, all the while.
It’s a prison and a cage
One I made all on my own.
It’s a bitter pill, to call this place home.
RedRavenPoems 
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