Plastered mask served to cover what lies underneath,
Every truth that hides behind every lie,
Deceiving myself in believing,
Life would ever gift me with an ease,
Of never suffering an inch of pain,
Ultimately loosening every noose,
That was tied around my chest,
Which kept me from breathing,
As I seek for some room to breathe,
Turning my world upside down,
As my mind gets lost from the lack of oxygen,
Obstructing my chances to truly live...
©️fallencalliope










