don't step through the lit doorway
into wakefulness
they are waiting for both of us
on the other side
but their masks have cracked
and i can see
their fake happiness
their weak smiles
and sad gleams in their eyes
i can see
the angry aura that surrounds them
when their rage breaks through
and then they ask
why won't i ever wake up?
and i can't hold back
a bitter laugh