Mirage

Being something, but feeling nothing
A curse and a blessing, according to some
Deep within, crying out to be heard
A smiling face, a sliding tear, an angry scowl
Which of these is normal, which is real
When there are none, just an emptiness
The thoughts that once flooded the mind
Burning and spreading like a plague
Plans, failures, hopes, disappointments
Now just a precious, fading mirage
Erased and replaced by the darkness
A blank stare communicating nothing
Just a void inside of well placed armor
Features and feelings only a memory
As the shadows prevail in this nightmare