Uncovered

The hidden mystery between life and death remains hidden for the ones who were blind to it. The ones who couldn't see the blur were happy and content with their lives.

Starting off slow, the first person who was the last to come stays in the blinding sunlight, trying to keep the darkness away from them. They try to act like they're okay when they're not. The motionless mask spoke for itself. The person playing it off as nothing will only make things worse for themselves. Seeing that their lies will come back to them. Feelings so sour can only stay buried for so long. They add their well-known black and white mask into the pile. The one that they always brought with them, into the box it went.

In the distance, there's another person. Someone who lied in between their light and darkness. One who tries so hard to impress people, the ones who want to prove their worth. Their thoughts are shoved so far down the hole to the point where they need someone to approve of them. Feeding on all the positive feedback, only to crave more of it. Just to keep them going on with themselves. Even if they know that only a few actually care about them. They still tried, their judgment of themselves was overwhelming them to a sickening point of mind. They sacrificed their hand mirror. Feeling sick of people telling them what to wear or how to look.

Then under the sea bridge, the first one who was at the spot was yet the other person. The person who dug themselves deeper and deeper into their worries. Trying hard not to let their inner selves out by hiding. Their two friends don't know the secrets that were below. All they knew was that their friends suffered through their own struggles. Their scars only bleed through the bandages that covered them. Wearing fingerless gloves to hide them. They've stopped ever since they went to counseling. All they wanted was to stop the crippling addiction for good. By being honest for once. So they place their favorite object in there, not like it would be missed.

The three then closed the box together and made a vow of truth, and honesty for one another. Some tears were shed as they put the box into the hole. Burying it down six feet under.

Letting go of their past, and waiting for the far future to come for them. Leaving behind the fear, the worry, and their past experiences behind them. As a team, they will get through it.

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(A//N: So I don't know why I made this exactly, but who knows I'll probably look back at this not knowing what I've written this about. If you haven't noticed already this means more than what it says, little hints plotted here and there for the few who understand. Maybe I should do this sometime with some of my friends. But who knows really, only time can tell.)