Weeping tears of strength - a mask upon the face of sanity - a mask with a mocking smile - pinpricks for eyes - no nose - and oh that horrid smile - within sucks a simple outlined curve - lies the deepest reaches of depravity and insanity to look to long would mean your mind but I stare anyway mesmerized by it’s malefic mocking immovable complacence - how can you still be smiling? I scream - and I scream and the mask is gone - but the insanity hovers within me - replaced is the smile by a warm comforting voice - eyes of cool pale green yet worm and soothing - the smiles gone - a frightened free asking if all is well - I answer yes but I will never forget that smile - that demoniac grin on that simple mask