⛓ - ACT  1     :          ⠀ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑 ; 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 . 

𝕹𝖔𝖊𝖑 : Emotions hidden behind an ivory mask of serenity. call it ritual. called it healing . wanting to burn down everything around you when things stop tasting like ash & absinthe ; the mask slips back into place effortlessly . Painless . Like you didn't feel a thing. You can't remember the last time you felt a damn thing, can you ? Sure delicate hands ; people trust these hands with their lives . But you can't even trust them not to raise that bottle of alcohol to your lips , wishing forlornly that it was a stolen kiss . Metaphor . You wake up alone , in an empty house with the weight of your emotions and trauma nipping at your skin like feral hungry dogs . You go to work , save so many lives ; but in the dark , whose saving you ? 

ACT  2     :          ⠀ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗 .