The Masquerade of Life

He looked at the other in disappointment and anger. Fear was in the mix of feelings that were falling to the floor in the form of tears. He had seen this coming and didn't even try to stop it. The reflection he once loved to see now was starting to kill him every second of the day along with the memories. Every fiber of his being gave him unwanted memories that he longed for someone to take back. He finally gave up. The one thing he never saw himself doing was this. He looked down at the bottle of pills on the ground waiting for them to take affect. His vision blurred as he slammed to the ground. But oddly the ground was softer than expected. He lifted his eyes up to say goodbye to the stars and the sun but was, instead, greeted with another pair of eyes that weren't happy but full of fears and worry. Everything was fading.