Distractions Poem by deshae davis

im in need of a distraction
to temparily mask my pain
and also the confusion that
cant be returned the way it came
to be caught in an illusion
powerful enough to force me to forget it all
like wishing on a shooting start
but hiding the fact that it will fall
and when this mask gets
all torn and tattered
it startes to peel away
ill cry my cristal tears
for hours maybe even days
i need another distraction
something i know will stay
something indistructable
to lie and make it all ok