Lies

Horizon looking black-
Words fail, but blood screams-
louder than her voice ever could.

The silver of her blade-
gleams brighter than the shining
of a noontime sun.

She feels relief-
calm-stillness-peace-
Her pounding heart slows to-
a bearable rhythm.

Red gash on her wrist-
Reminiscent of a smile,
but brighter than-
those that rarely cross-
her face.

She hides it-
under her sleeve-
mixed emotions churning-
as she reconstructs her mask.