How’s the pain?
The gain.
The vain.
Of trying,
maybe not.
Of failing,
but how?
What a wicked mask to wear.
Another right you make wrong.
You’re done
maybe then.
You’re here
sometimes then?
Thanks to you
you’ve come this far.
Struggling for breath
fighting the scars.
Don’t let them stay.
Never mistake its charm.
For it is what it is
that’s how you’ve learned to calm.