Boxed in and Blue Disguise

Wondering along, I lost my way on this endless path.

Step by step I walked along this cold rock path leading to a never-ending nothing.

Each becoming further from myself and closer to someone, something else.

Step by step I was piecing together a mask, a disguise to hide myself.

But as a mist that shrouded my path became a thick blue fog, I was losing myself in each piece assembling my façade.

This mask I wore in that thick fog as faceless beings passed by, the mask keeping me on my path, containing everything behind it and hiding it all from the wanderers that shifted along.

I lost my way, and had no where to go home.

So shoved down all the emotion, pent up behind that mask.

But that mask was not enough, not enough to contain it.

So I began to build walls around me, brick by brick I was ripping myself apart and tossing it into the rumbling cement mixer mixing all the lies and fake smiles that bonded those bricks of deceit together.

A flame was trapped inside, a flame so hot it glowed a burning bright blue, slowly consumed me from within whilst I the shell-like façade outside grew thicker.

I sold my soul to my disguise and burnt up from the inside.

The mask I wore I grew tired of, tired from hiding myself in this fake me.

I walked along the foggy blue path and encountered a masked figure with the same mask as me.

It mirrored my actions and blocked my path I could not pass.

I was growing sick of the mask, the walls began to disgust me.

I was looking at myself, at my own disguise.

The thick walls built around him, around me I want break them down, make them crumble.

Now I'm feeling sick of this figure blocking my way.

I refuse to let this mask to become my face.

I refuse to let these walls to define me.

I have nowhere to run and nowhere to call home, but I will not let this disguise takeover me.

I'll throw this mask down as I stare down the figure that stand across me

This blue flame inside me is who I am, and I can no longer contain it.

Crumbling down these walls I'm coming for you.

You stand across me I hold you by neck, I will not let you control me.

This fire inside me will burn you the one who pulled me by the strings.

I lost my way in my disguise,

You will not put out the fire that burns in me, I will bury you for concealing me.

I will break open the box that contained me, your methods to control my emotions no longer hold onto me.

The mask shatters revealing a hollow being that collapses to the floor.

The blue fog thick in the air, but now I can feel it on my skin.

The burning blue flame inside me fuels me to march on.

March on this never-ending path.

I had found myself, by losing hope.

But now I've faced my disguise, I can stay alive.