Well, you’ve done it this time,
meeting me at my “peak height.”
I’m surrounded with support, yet, I’m scared.
I’m in and out of sight, half the time
but not out of love
If you could see
all I hold back,
losing you,
I can’t handle that
But that great mask,
is going to crack
and then you’ll see
what I’m biting back.
I’m crying in the car,
in my bed,
panicking for you, for me
and all that I can’t foresee
It’s hard to hide,
being unable to shake
what’s playing in my mind.
But I’ve been here before.
I’m “improving”.
I’m at my “peak height,”
starting from the bottom barrel up.
But this mask is already cracked.
And, you’ve never left.
I could live for that.
Forget my guilt,
as flashes of you
fight the death threats.
I could see you all
holding my hand after all
we’ve been through.
Maybe, just maybe by feeling it,
I’ve been beginning to peak after all.
Dawning Creations 
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