Pungent mask,
shattered hearts live,
for what it’s worth,
I’d give a kiss.

When the sky started to sleep,

So did we.

Struggling to breathe,
our skin turned statue.

Maybe the days we have,
are taken too much for granite.

When depression is active,
we can’t help but see the world,
like death is attractive.
The gloom covers our eyes,
and tucks us in,
like dad once did.

We were kids, once.

Careless to our surroundings,
corruption we’d await to see,
the world could be ending,
but we’d still plan to meet.

It’s a shame my brain,
would haunt me,
for years I will never get back.

Why is emotion so strong?
Always question the love I lack.

We were the center of attention, once.

Born into love, smiles,
and the joy I wish I still saw.
As we grow older,
the clocks tick forward.

Most days begging,
to see the light again.
And to breathe the air,

I did as a kid, once.