Its the end. The end of every flowing kiss of Mr.Bliss. Every smile you generated. Every child hugging and screaming at you. Its done. Its the end. Its the end of blue sky's and daisy filled meadows. The end of the gleaming shimmering stars. Your white shallow smile is now no more than a thin slanted slit between you lips . Your eyes once beamed a beam that no one could tolerate because it was so powerful. Now you have eyes of dead man. You started off like a gentle snowflake then someone picked you up, they rolled you along, many did this. It took so long to wait for it to stop always rolling along letting people roll your snow ball while you were trapped inside it. Now you are mentally drowned. You have now no longer control of your life. You are not you you are wearing mask.