Through this bitter haze

As i crawl to my room
to weak to stand
my wings drag in the mud
i feel so far from this land

my halo has snapped
no longer will shine
this frowns become me
from present and the behind

wake in the morning
put my mask in place
several inches thick
to hide my face

now you wont see
me fall and break
you wont see the pain
tiredness and heartache

to my friends, I'm sorry
i don't want you to worry
so i place on this mask
how long will this last?

i cant stand the sight
the mirror portrays
the reflection so broken
through the bitter haze

this fog of pain
unbearable at times
like a torturous trek
or an on going climb

my face now stings
from the tears streaming down
please someone take this mask
and fix my frown

to a smile wide spread
to dreams filled with glee
to the girl i once was
who i wish i could be