Thoughts stew in my mind
anxiety bubbles up...
Tirelessly searching,
Supervised by the sun...
Every day I wake up,
I'm, caking on this make-up...
I've become uncomfortable
with pillow clouds that dance...
Just like a mirage
In the heat of the moment...
The last fire
that raped my city...
What looks like a hole
is but a well...
Have you ever had a missed moment
Where you wish you could re-live...
A late-night, unable to sleep
Because of the memories that come...
So many people
Hate the masks...
Sometimes the smile comes easy
Without a second thought...
Sitting in dark corners
as edges whisper close by...