Familiar Faces.

All he can see are faces, masks...The minds hidden beneath these disguises have slowly become unknown. Those who have once built the foundation of his life's building blocks unknowingly dropped their tools and replaced them with strings like marionettes, they are no longer in control. He hugs vacant bodies without soul always hoping for a miracle when he comes home, for this nightmare he holds to unfold and their beautiful hearts to magically remold, trying to grasp memories of his days as a child, but he cant even remember the last time he believed their smiles. Stares for a while deep into their eyes, but it only seems to make him miss them more, just gazing into these familiar faces. These empty shells polluted with poisonous thoughts that have diminished their unique minds. ...They are lost, lost in a home, lost in a room, trapped inside of self pity as hes sitting just listening to their words but hears nothing. What he once called home is now just an unfamiliar place locked with these fake familiar faces, manipulated by fear selfishness and self loath all just tugging the strings of them both, this is all just a show. He knows he must go, but hell never let go...not until he cuts those ropes...Believes that is the key to set them free(he jus wants to set them free), he pleads up "just let them be" but you see he cant save a soul that does not want to be saved. So until then it all remains the same....just a show he must watch but with no entertainment.....in a painful phase waiting to save these familiar faces.