Defeated faces








Battered with deceiving smiles,








Making the effort to appear
tolerant








Of the other.








Sheltering paternal eyes harden








With Arctic blasts infusing with our atmosphere.

















Struggling to avoid








Suffering from a blow,











I think back to the days of way back when,








Where their smiles enveloped the souls of passer-by.










Restlessness builds








Among us,








Pulsing, throbbing








In breathless veins.








Cringing slightly, as I








Await the unmasking of this marvelous








Masquerade








Feeling bewildered,








A deer caught in headlights








Awaiting the outcome








Of this potential collision








until-








Behold!








Jarred emotions run loose








My face held against the shards








Unruly, rebellious, mischievous








Demons








Grabbing hold








Of








Their









Corrupted souls.

















I








turn








away,









courting









memories









lost.