Unvieling

Watching as this mask of fake happiness shatters from the force of my hand.
Dis contorted pieces of my face look back at me.
My hand bleeding on this bleach white bathroom tile.
These crushed anesthetics swirl in the blood.
That tear you caught won't stop the flood,
The flood of blood and tears,
Mixing as they drip to the floor.
I smile,
The truth is free