I close my eyes to light, only to disguise myself from what's lost.
I open my eyes to darkness, only to ramble in the mist of no existence.
Where broken promises venture like skits in mind.
Where time is nonsensical like this inane face that love couldn't bind.
Where reality is cloaked from the truth that Romeo and Juliet couldn't twine.
Where the only repeated scene is this mask that spills out brine.