The Mystery Book

I am a faceless face
in a real time display
structured and showcased
in a modern way

I hide behind
the cleverly constructed disguise.
The dark impinging shadows
constantly knock on my doors and windows
colliding again and again.
They never get to enter
and fall down
fraction by fraction
splitting in
sharp glassy pieces
piercing
till I bleed.

I am adamant and heedless
blind and distant.

I tweet reality every day
I refuse to open up
facing the silent charisma,
evolving mysteries
of my hidden mystery book
I am a viral socialite
standing on a virtual platform
of a faceless
facebook.