I want to
s&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; e
t&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; l
r&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;g
&nbsp;&nbsp; an
the neck of the demon
who pushes me to
be in a state of
r&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;n
e&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; o
b&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;i
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;ell
toward everything
good&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and
p&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;l
e&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;u
a&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;f
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;ce

a
nightmare
eating
love. 
Living
cross
exterminated. 

The masks that hide your
face may
change
&nbsp;&nbsp;through
&nbsp;&nbsp; downpouring
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; rain
and days where good
reigns through all, but I can see
thrOugh each one. 
I can make out the
image you hide. 

Behind
A
Mask,
You
Wake
And
Sleep.