the mask.

hollow.
hidden.
hostage.

what if?
I chose to leave
the confines of comfort.

what if?
I grasped,
I seized
the chance to
breath beyond
the sadness,
the sinking feeling
that I will be
discovered, found out.

I am afraid
to find safety
out of fear that
it will be fleeting,
that it will flash by
like the lightning within
that longs to be released.

who could I be if
I stepped into the sun?
how far could I go if
I rejected the shame?

only I can defeat the
darkness of my shadow.
i know that it’s time
to remove the mask.