Masked,

by Coco de popie

Its a sorta poem i suppose, It's only inspired by Twilight it has nothing really to do with it. Its a secret in the way twilight is full of secrets...OK really bad summary but anywhoo...:

Masked,

I dwell in shadows of the unknown behind a mask of pain, torture and solitude

Too venerable, too weak, too self conscious and scared

Never able to reveal what's underneath .

I am a puzzle which can never be completed as the pieces are scattered across the universe,

Missing.

Would you like to know my secret?

I am constantly hindered. A brick wall appears whenever I even entertain these emotions, feelings in my mind. I appear a heartless, cold even slightly mean person but my dark masked secret is I am not. I am me, the me who likes walks on the beach hand in hand with the person she loves unconditionally and she doesn't even know how this love happened as she believed it did not exist that it was only pretend in films. She likes surprises and to be shown love in all places, the stranger the better. What I do not like is to express it myself as I've none the mask for to long and we've become some-what friends, companions all these years ,I'm yet to let it go. So for now just be patient, I'll reveal all when I'm ready.