Mask_ Poem, by RefugeInRain, at My poetic side

Loss of courage.

Loss of vision.

Loss of faith.

Loss of wisdom.

Fragments.

Patterns.

Under current.

Think things through.

Thoughts are hurtin.

Glimpses.

Flashes.

Lightning in a bottle.

Too fast.

Need to reset.

Changes in the cycle.

Need a different lust.

Need revival.

Gotta go for longer.

Deeper.

Can't lose faith

or sight of redeemer.

It's gotta come in cleaner.

I've gotta tune in.

I'm getting weaker.

Fresh start.

Fresh cycle.

But I'll grow tired.

I need a mask.

Some kind of deception.

To deceive myself.

So I don't sabotage.

So that I don't give in.

It's no longer a question.

It's the path, the difference.

Different intentions.

Need a mask to escape in.

Force a change in the loops.

Start to move different.

I'll don a mask, and move again.

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