The Wolf in the Mask of A Man

(dedicated to anyone who is in a bad relationship or has experienced one, to whatever degree...)

so spiteful, so angry, so helpless, please save me

i hate all of you cause you remind me of myself, please spare me

spinning in circles, dancing with a mirror, in the sea

no apologies, theres no alterier, acting superior, displaying inferiority

look into my eyes, but dont tell me whats behind them, you know nothing

self loathing, self satisfaction, forget the actions, just hear what im saying

dance around, the actual, the factual, this is my architectural, mural that blinds you, forever painting

paranoia, anxiously waiting, for you to discover the picture that's fainting

lost in the cage that i have constructed, dont view me

i hold back the rage, i act my age, really...only if you knew me

how hard i work to conceal this darkness that consumes me

transforming. into obscurity, abnormality, your sadness amuses me

manipulation, argumentation, with no objection you, crawl back to me

through isolation and humiliation, once again you fall for me

with no intentation to feel a sensation, proclomation: love bores me

it's my choices, my decisions, i just want to hear you say: control me

i walk through the streets with the eyes of illusion

i feel no cold, no heat, understand my allusion

the mask that i wear is for the sake of elusion

empty words spoken aloud with surgical precison

i wear my mask to disguise the monster

i come home at night just to take it out on her

fear, loathing, i feel no longer

cant let her go because her weakness makes me feel stronger

i am not someone, regard me as something,

a man in a mask who knows not of feeling

she holds me, frail, empty, alone...crying

i lay on my back staring at my ceiling smiling

...

one night she fought back, struck back, attacked, teary eyes and bleeding

so i took off my mask and decided to give her another beating

the weakening, the intimidation, the power, the lust, it all lost it's meaning

so i left her on the livingroom floor, with her eyes, nose and ears, leaking

this is what happens when she defies the will of men

this would serve to be a lesson, like how a farmer silences his clucking hen 

lust, power, control, now, i say sweet nothings into her ears, open her thighs, start the cycle over again

and as i went to kiss her dry, cracked, damaged lips i realized she was dead

the phone beeped off the hook, the silence was tough to swallow

moreso than the formed ghost in the middle of my condo

i stood up, empowered, unmasked, but hollow

i will wake up tomorrow with no tear stained shirt, no woman holding onto me filled with sorrow

the sirens and headlights  shine through closed curtains, glowing

they came looking for me...the phone!...they kicked down my door, without warning

her father and mother never knew she was suffering, it thrills me to know they knew nothing

but they stare back into each other's swollen eyes, in each others arms, somehow...knowing...knowing