It is said that many years ago this poem was written but by whom exactly, still remains a mystery. So far, no one has been able to account for its content and no one has been able to confirm or deny its intimate details. There has been much speculation about the author and a growing intrigue about the type of man that could have composed this piece of work. Who was he, what was he like and was he ever able to free himself from this prison of his own devise? Many have pondered over his identity but most have failed to provide any solid proof to support their theories. A few well respected researchers believe that it could only have been the work of one man, a very talented poet born in the latter part of the twentieth century . Unfortunately they've been unable to find a representative or anyone else once affiliated with the artist that can authenticate their evidence. So needless to say, the search continues and we find ourselves back at square one asking the same question. Who was the man behind the mask? A copy of the original text has been provided below in its entirety. We affirm that nothing has been changed, edited or altered and the way that it is written is exactly the way it was written at the time of its discovery. We ask that you read it very carefully for there are still many clues yet to be found. Who knows? With diligence and a dash of luck you may be the fortunate one that finds the key that will help to unlock the mental dungeon that has held this great poet captive for far too long. Whoever and wherever he may be.
What preceded this poem is the mystery. What follows is the legend…
Trying to escape a horrific fate is not an easy thing to do
Especially when it comes to suffering that fate and all fingers point to you
At birth I think if I'd had a choice I may have chosen to never be
If I'd have known that having to live this way would be my destiny
Perhaps it was promised to me because of the life I lead before
I came to Earth and mom gave birth to what the world wasn't quite ready for
This is a tale how as a young male I grew up confused and in doubt
Life was a living hell so I retreated into my shell and refused to come out
Occasionally I wonder why I let myself get trapped within this maze
But as time's gone by I've learned to accept it and grown more set within my ways
This burden it gets no easier to bear believe me you I've tried
To shake these awful thoughts that continues to run through my mind
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, like I've been eternally damned
Because no one including myself can quite define what I am
Maybe I'm a heartless tin man, wielding my pen like an ax, letting it do my dirty work or maybe I'm something just a bit more extreme
Like a man that's insane and in search of his brain or a gutless lying king
Or maybe I'm just a still born child that should have died at birth but the Angel of Death missed its mark,
And condemned me to a life of very little worth to forever exist in the dark
I try to stay on the bright side, to think positive and not be consumed with gloom
But it's just impossible for me I can no longer ignore the elephant in the room
Still I keep moving forward because the pain of looking back is just too great
Telling myself I'll be victorious ignoring the fact that it's much too late
Through the windows of my cold soul you can see the wild winds blow like the Tundra leaving nothing to stand,
Outside I seem filled with happiness but inside I'm a barren wasteland
I used to be filled with joy and hope
And love was the ultimate weapon that helped me cope
But now my right is left and my up is down
Living in this emotionless ghost town
My only wish was to live a life of promise
Yet my ambition somehow made my plight dishonest
But when you really look at it we're all being deceived
Living in this world of fake believe
That's why concealment has become my closest friend
Guarding the innocence I hold within
Perhaps it will all be explained when my life is over
Why I had to live my life like a hooded soldier
Fighting family and friends that were willing to double cross me
I tried hard to love them but they were killing me softly
I allowed them close to me and they brought me the most pain
So now I judge them all the same
Settling things like Two-Face whenever I'm in a bind
Because life's heads or tails and the coin never lies
Whether you're a boastful ace or a mindless fool
They both bow beneath the iron rule
At times I wonder why I had to go through life
With a heart of steel as cold as ice,
The hole in my soul reflects the past as my future dies
My lifeless stare is deadlier than Medusa's eyes
I'm disgustingly indifferent; I'm possessed with no emotion
I've got voids that run as deep as the ocean,
So insult me and put me down, there's no way you can offend me,
My heart is empty; no feelings are in me,
Last night the devil told me I was next in line; I said that'd be just fine,
You can't take anything from me I've got nothing left
I'm all out of tears I've been numbed by death,
I've paid for my sins I've already bled, it's impossible to kill what's already dead
So it'll be a relief when I'm finally deceased and I'm able to free the beauty in the beast
But until that time I'll be living my dreams
Laughing maniacally while the pendulum swings
A wall of disregard I've permanently erected
I'm simply emotionally disconnected
Using poetry like a whore to exorcize my demons
Her pleas I ignore even while she's screaming
If this world were mine I'd be like Benjamin Button
Live my life in reverse and disappear into nothing
I'd revert to a time before this mask was upon my face
And then I'd vanish without a trace
I'm running on empty with my foot on the gas
This lucky streak I'm on just cannot last
I grew up a screw up; I'm a patsy, a sham
And I know it's all over when they find out that I am
That's why I don't want to face them because they wouldn't understand me
It's so hard to keep pace when this world's so demanding
It's sort of like The Goo Goo Dolls in that song called Iris, everything's made to be broken; the world is a virus
And if they've got to use violence to break you they will
Just to render you silent they rape and they kill
One glimpse of your face and they're off to the races
And you end up crucified in the most awful of places
Maybe someday I'll come around and be brought to my senses
But for now I'm comfortable living under these false pretenses
There was a time in my life that I would have fought to be free
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