My mind is a dark place. Always leading me to the unthinkable. So why can’t I feel? I guess I need to heal. But none of this feels real. And I can’t get out of the trap that the masquerade set. It feels like a horrendous bet. I didn’t think things could go this wrong. I can’t even find comfort in songs. So as I try to fix whatever I can fathom. I’ll try to stay out of the shadows. As I try to create my own rainbow.