Under my Mask
There comes a time when it stops being an emotion, a feeling, a moment that you are just going through. Instead, it becomes like fuel that fills your entire body. There is no end in clear view. It always seems to be expanding. Filling up the spaces in your veins, in your stomach and your head. You wake up with it.. you go to bed with it. It doesn’t stop even when you’re out enjoying nature when everything is supposed to be peaceful. It‘s always there by your side.