Spinning out of control,

Life is taking its toll on me,

I can’t take much more,

more tired than before,

exhausted to the very core,

I’m lost at sea, 

I just want to be me,

I don’t know what to do,

The amount of pain I’m going through,

You can’t compare,

Life isn’t fair,

Emotional and physical distress,

Excuse me if I crack under all the stress,

And if you now notice I’m depressed,

And if it seems I’m not as well dressed,

Well that’s just life,

We all fall during times of strife,

Also, if you notice my smile is either no longer there or too wide and lacks the twinkle in my eye,

You may feel a sense of loss and you will not realize why,

Most likely you wouldn’t notice you have yet to crack the mask,

For you it is much too complex a task,

You may not even want to see past the surface,

For you it serves no purpose,

It isn’t worth it, you choose to ignore,

You would rather settle the score,

You don’t want to see it anymore,

It grows more prominent until it takes up the recesses of mind,

It becomes a second nature the more you find, until one day you begin to wonder if what you thought you could see was just a figment of your imagination, 

But by then you will have lost several vital pieces of information,

Fact and fiction becomes a blur,

The pain increases, and your heart grows tight,

It has grown to much you can no longer cope,

With more fight then you can muster,

 you doubt your ability you wonder if you ever had the sight and if you will ever again be alright.