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.