Behind The Mask

 My silent serial killer wears many masks and presents itself in various different ways — it can make it hard to distinguish my past from my reality.
 

Sometimes I start to retreat behind my own mask which used to serve as my defense mechanism... I try to smile with my heart and eyes and hope no one pays attention long enough to see the fragile, shattered soul underneath.
 

Isolation is my salvation. I don’t have to pretend when I’m by myself.