All you need is one second. A pause where you can regain your strength. A pause to gather your nothingness into the empty shell of the person you once were. All you need is a pause to stop your tears from flowing. A pause to get out of the reality of darkness to the fantasy people call life.
A pause.
A pause to push back the monster eating your insides, to stop your knees from buckling under you, and to avert your eyes from the innocent eyes of the children who see all. You smile in defiance of the energy building inside you. The volcano of anger banging in your head anticipating a chance to erupt. A pause is all it takes to put things into perspective, into the control you learned so long ago to master.
A pause.
To turn your inner shell into a happy smile. A soulless puppet you always were, reluctant to move its limbs without the guidance of the puppeteer. A pause to gather your wisdom and hide away the strings attached, no strings attached.
A pause is all it takes to stop yourself from crumbling. From losing yourself into yourself and from seeing the true you. A pause to put on the mask, to stop the tears and start the smile. A pause to calm the tempest you so adore. The tempest that makes you who you are: filled with anger, rage, passion. A pause is all it takes to forget yourself and succumb to the chains of your imprisonment.
A pause.
Bedoor Bluemoon 