This Mask

What i thought was gone has now returned
to haunt my former solitude

I'm forced to look within myself
this tangled and withered confusion
To solve the problems upon me now.

When the dream subsides
and waking eyes peak into the long hours of the day ahead
I feel as if it will never end
As if all that exists in my life is a repetative pain
a pain that erodes my soul and eats my sanity
with each moment I allow it to manifest

As i said
i thought the pain was gone
but like before it has returned

So with my sunken head held high
I'll set out on this task
To never let you see
Who i am behind this mask.