Need to keep up, but I’m falling behind,

The lines on my face, grow deeper with time,           

In disguise, secretly losing my mind,

I want to be alone, is this a crime?

Items before me, all look lifeless and grey,

Things I once loved, hurl me into despair,

As red as a rose, my heart does betray,

Making me believe, that life is unfair,

Those around leave, without any goodbyes,

My emotions decline, heart cold as stone,

Fresh bout of tears sting the back of my eyes,

Will this turbulent time end? It’s unknown.

If negativity is all I see,

Can anyone ever really know me?