Beautifully Shattered

Title: Chapter 1, Beautifully Shattered
Utensils: Pens and Copic Markers

Sealed in the role of a phantom with a joyous mask
That lips only could smile and utters empty happiness.
Its warmth that he searches for.
The warmth of a firework,
Bursting brightly that dies within a second.
For whom is this pain worth his sacrifice?
Is it to those people who bound their feet into the branches of expectations?
Is it to those people who cover their face with deceptions?
This is where he belongs, so he thought.
The party ends, to himself he returns.
Behind the closed door, his rose-glasses is lifted.
Desperately covers the hollowness with these illusionary reassurances.
Praying for it to be real.
He is Beautifully Shattered.
His dream, his hope, his light.
Cracked and falls apart.
Pieces of despair pierces his skin.
To justify the suffering, maybe it would set him free.
Crimson tears trailing through his soul.
Mourning the death of him, his true self.
The death of once a dove with fluttering wings, unbounded by the earth.
It feels like eternity,
If only he gathers the pieces and moves on.

-Frinky@2018