My words are weak, my mind is blurry and surviving isn't  enough.

What can you say to me?

to feel Alive,

to be Free,

to stay in Peace,

and to let Love be...

What will you see in me?

my Pain,

my Wounds,

my Scars,

my Mistakes,

my stained Armor or,

My MASK.

I try to survive, my mind tries to understand but my words aren't uttering a sound.

(And it should matter; like it does to me.)