The mask is slipping
Day and night,
What burned a hole so bright
Branded my mind and heart
Until the cracked edges start,
The vision of a former self proclaimed
That my health was flourishing
When beyond those broken eyes my mind was self-imploding,
So I became what I believed myself to be with time
And life seemed to dull like a bad rhyme,
When suddenly my friend grabbed my hand
And started ...
