Yes, I’m writing poetry, because I have in fact lost my mind. Enjoy or be horrified.

In our life there are many problems that we cannot face

Issues that make us hang our heads in disgrace.

It is hard to deal with the world at large.

Even if you think you are in charge.

Everything is a charge dose of reality.

You cannot stand the truth, even if it sets you free.

There are times where you are unable to see the truth.

The times you hide give it the proof.

It is times in life where you where a mask.

Times where you cannot handle the task.

It covers your face.

It saves you from disgrace.

But what will be the good.

In covering your face with a hood.

They come in all shapes and sizes.

The types of masks should be no surprises.

They come from scary to goofy to real life.

It hides the sorrow that cuts you with a knife.

What hides more, the rubber mask that hides your disgrace.

Or the one that doubles as your face.