Monsters, light
Disappear, smile
Broken, cracked.
Each day hiding behind masks,
Masks that hide the truth,
Masks that make yourself believe
Nothing is wrong.
We are stars but not constellations,
Connected but disconnected,
Surrounded by cold, empty space.
But space isn’t empty.
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 10:49 AM UTC
Monsters, light
Disappear, smile
Broken, cracked.
Each day hiding behind masks,
Masks that hide the truth,
Masks that make yourself believe
Nothing is wrong.
We are stars but not constellations,
Connected but disconnected,
Surrounded by cold, empty space.
But space isn’t empty.
