fear

that something called out in front

of you

the day before day

when you called yourself desperate

in trying

to find

the voice

for all the quiet screams

played out in front of mirrors

since you never act alone

and you will always be there

for yourself

that perfect reflection

of a rictus

one only one you have seen on stage

that perfect absence of tragedy

one only you have laughed at

while wiping tears

sketched onto the veins of your eyes

bloodshot

tired

of lies mirroring each other

in the vastness of your mind

all walled up by mirrors

of despair

alleged

believed

returned

the day before the day

that something called out in front of you

was fear of fear

(inspired by the sounds of ‘Return 2’ by Max Richter)