the mask
edges fracture
smiles splinter
wires cross
barriers built
pain becomes friend
friends pass away
into the fog
lies hide truth
truth lies... still
faking, pretending
heart breaks
tears fall
smiles smothered
a voice whispers
attempts to save
all unheard
all unknown
unseen behind the mask
Reading this felt like drinking a fine wine on a dark day; such evocative magic you weave with your words - yet such sorrow I saw in them.
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I love how you went without full stops and commas to break up the lines. It make it feel raw and flows from start to finish.
ReplyDeleteThe depth of these words draw me in. Very powerful.
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