Spoken Words Poetry By OtakuZone (Part One)

Behind The Mask

The world is dark and vile.
Or at least that's how I used to see it.
My life is nothing.
My life is useless and meaningless.
My life is horrible.
Or at least that's how it used to be.

I had everything a normal person would ask for.
Money, jewels, golds, diamonds, EVERYTHING!
I even live in a big mansion.
One could simply state that my life is perfect...
But it's not. It never was.

People would practically bow down every time they see me.
Fame and phrases is what I always get.
But I could see through them.
Deep down inside of them, they were envious.
They were jealous.
They were in rage.
Behind those smiles are scowls.

They may act nice and gentle towards me, but as soon as I turn my back, I know that they want to strangle me to death.

Until the day came that I had enough of this.
I'm tired of dancing in this masquerade.
So I took off my mask and held the gun on my hand saying,
" I'm sick of this! I'm tired of putting on fake smiles in front of them! I had enough!!! "

And so, there goes my life...
Ending it with a bullet.
My vision fades to black.

I opened my eyes and saw a lot of people dressed in black.
They seemed to be staring down at something.
I made my way pass the crowd, none of them seemed to notice my presence.

The moment I saw what they were staring at, I froze.
A large pavement is engraved on the moist soil with my name carved on it.
" So I died? ", I thought to myself.
I don't know if I should be happy or not.
I'm finally free from that nightmarish life I used to have.
But I had to give up my life in exchange for that freedom.

I turned around to see their reactions.
What I saw, didn't really surprised me.
None of them, I repeat, NONE OF THEM dared to shed a tear.
NONE OF THEM tried to act sad and devastated.
NOT EVEN MY OWN FAMILY.
IN FACT, some of them are smirking.
They seemed to be delighted at my demise.
Isn't that a beautiful view??

But I couldn't care less.
I don't care about them anymore.
Because now, I'm finally free.

I don't have to deal with them anymore.
I don't have to smile fake smiles.
I can finally remove my mask and be true to myself.

They can have what they've always wanted from me.
My money, jewels, golds, diamonds, even my mansion and my lands.
I don't need any of those.
What can a ghost do with those anyway? 😂

And for the first time, I smiled.
A true and genuine smile.
My death doesn't matter to me.
At all.
What matters to me right now is that I'm free.
FINALLY FREE.