Voice

This voice. This is madness, isn’t it? Sense niggles, though logic is lost I can hear its cries But it shouts louder And it won’t let go All these unheard echoes That haunt my head I give in for a little while And it eases…for a little while So I slip my mask back on … More Voice

Deafening Silence

I laugh and smile with the rest, because that’s what we do. But when the door shuts, when the blinds fall down, I shed the mask entirely. Pull it from my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, my chin. It pinches a little, but it was peeling already, little flakes of my facade crumbling away to … More Deafening Silence