Cracked Mask

I’m a walking ball of emotions,

Slowly bursting at the seams,

Sewing up the many tears,

A mask of calm is only seen.

Depression comes for me,

waves crashing on the shore,

Blocking out the rays of light,

Time of day- I’m now unsure.

Voices I thought long gone,

Now whisper lies within my ear,

but are they more truth? I fear.

I’m happy at this point in life,

Or so I surely thought-

Trapped with this storm of dark,

Has me thoroughly distraught.

This part of me I left in the past,

Yet this feeling is unexplainable,

watching as this lightbulb dims,

Perhaps happiness is unattainable.

I lived within a facade,

A momentary blissfulness,

Roses now start to wilt,

Damn me and my fickleness.

Open mouth I start to speak,

Or perhaps it’s more of a scream,

Instead I place back upon my mask,

A painted smile with teeth that gleam.