My mask of sanity is slipping
Unravelling my true colours
My true skin
Covered with a thick hallucination
Coloured with a mad imagination
With a dash of craziness in it
A craziness I'm not ready to admit
Yet as my true skin unravelled
My soul finally traveled
To its heavenly rest
YOU ARE READING
Raw poems
PoetryI'm republishing some of the poems I wrote and posted on IG under the name @dark_ish_pen , so check it too for more content
