I hide away from the shadows.
They cloud my senses.
I avoid them at my every grasp.
Covering my fears like a mask
Freeing
Hiding
Running

Safety is just a cover-up.
A mask per-say
To hide the pain I endure every day.

Sometimes I drift too far.
To uncover
The pain within
I fall
Down deeper than I ever want to go
To the deep within
Full of locked memories and broken dreams
I arrive at the candy store of childhood horrors

The word that is used to describe my pain
“Salty”
“Agro”
Brief description
That is nowhere near correct
I mask my pain with anger and smiles
Hoping to reconcile with the thing people call god

What is god
Is god a service
A prayer
Or just a figment of our imagination
Is it some man floating in the sky opening the gates of heaven
Saying walk right in

No
God is who we want it to be
It is something to cherish and to hold
In the darkest of times

Then why do I not believe?
Will it make things better?
Saying
Our god who art in heaven, please help
Maybe so that
I can breathe again