"This Mask I Wear" Reblog Originally Published September 13, 2018

“This Mask I Wear”

They say I am tough, but yet, I feel so rough.

This mask I wear has gotten me where?

Like Kid Rock says,

“I’ve ate out of dumpsters and dined with Kings.”

Like the clock shows,

I have experienced many things.

Yet, in sorrow I have walked my many roads.

For the life I have lived was mostly alone.

“I am, therefore I think.”

I have experienced pain and I have witnessed ‘their’ sorrow.

I hope that they can forgive me on the ‘morrow.

For always in my heart I hold this sorrow.

Perhaps I should have been born in a swamp.

For an outlaw life seems what I want.

I have buried my Mother and 98 friends.

I wake each morning wondering,

“WHEN?”