Sift

A sudden feeling of emptiness

 

Struck the mind field with loneliness.

Can’t be sympathized or even empathized.

You could only see and criticize,

The faults and cracks beyond the mask.

The other side of the mask however,

Loud and bright.

A struck of something so seemingly peaceful,

But o’er said side was all mirages.

Created to fool every single one around.

Sadly no one can see,

What behind the mask could be.

Feel the wounds and let it pour,

For when you’re done you’ll be pure.

-ABRXS