My mouth opens slowly
No words protrude from my mouth
My eyes dont blink
Wide open, feels like I’m in a cloud
The very white of my eyes
Today is a blood shot red
I yawn but I can’t close my eyes
I try not to hold the thought of being dead
You think, “what’s normal?”
I blink as the eye lashes touch my face
I wrinkle my mouth for a smile
They don’t see me, I want out of this place
A mirror image of the so called “truth”
Sunglasses, closed curtains, can’t move
Its dark and outside is bright
I have nothing to prove
I dance and listen to the music
I breath and gasp, “one chance.”
I awake, it’s not me, “who is this?”
I can’t help but feel this is my last
How did this consume me?
I wake up starring and clear my throat
Losing my mind I can’t regain it
I stand looking without hope
Someday the mirror will see me
I feel undeserving, I wish to leave
It never lies, it stares you down
In myself, I don’t believe.
T.R.B.R.S
