Poetry By Joyce Jack

The Mask

People see the face, but not the mask
They see the smile, but they never ask
How it is I feel inside
They never see the mask I hide
They don't see the tears
They don't know the fears
The hole in my heart they don't understand
In the hourglass my pain is sand
Sand that's flowing through to kill the days
Every time in different ways
Different ways to hide the fact
On an open sea I've formed a pact
To close my heart and seal the doors
I've cleaned the halls and swept the floors
Swept them clean of all the dirt
Wiped away all my hurt
Put it in a corner to fade to dust
I clean my cloth of mold and must
In a corner I sit and weep
Of all the love I couldn't keep
How it ran away never to return
I live in the past as my cross to burn
It's burning strong, it lights the sky
It glistens brightly as tears from my eye
There is a flood of emotion and pain
My heart is pouring acid rain
Acid rain to kill the land
I have my heart in the palm of my hand
It's beating and pulsuating and glowing red
To see the light is to know I'm dead




The King Of Pain

Building deep inside
It knows where to hide
Building layer upon layer
Until it's time to slay her
Forceful reckonings that go way beyond hate
Loving you so much is my predestined fate
Hating myself, not loving another
Killing my heart like you are my mother
The winding road in my twisted mind
I love you so much of the insane kind
I don't understand the feelings reeling around
I try to look, but see no sound
The stars they fall from the sky at night
In my eyes it's a fearful sight
For the hate and pain they are the same
I look at your face and don't know your name
Is it pain or is it hate
To see your blood is to open the gate
The floods they roar as the rain does pour
And the evil king's knocking at your door
Banging banging to get deep inside
You have to run, you have to hide
For there's no answer to his vindictive remorse
And to his punishment there is no recourse
Unless to die and wither in pain
Is what you wish from life to gain




Things You Nver Knew

Got a demon up my sleeve and a double loaded gun
Going face to face, I'll win before we've begun
I have the answers, I know the fates
I know the number to open the gates
Demons spawn will come down on you
And kill all hope before you're through
Make you quiver and tremble in fear
You'll feel their breath and know they're near
They hear your thoughts, you cannot hide
It's been hell, but what a hell of a ride
Jumping at shadows because things are there
You can look again, but you'd better not stare
For eyes in the night can hypnotize
Your precious soul is a glorious prize
There's nothing to stop them or slow them down
They'll wear your blood as a crimson crown
And with your heart they'll make a stew
All because of things you never knew

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