I haven't felt like this in so long.
My world has begun to crumble...
Piece by piece has cracked,
and now they are falling.
Leaving me back where I began,
back where I would feel dark,
back where I would trap myself in a mask.
But what's the use?
No one has noticed...
no one will be left to care.
I'll fall alone.
After all, I guess,
I always have been a runner.
I've run when it was about to break,
but I don't want to let go,
I'll bend until I cannot anymore.
I found happiness finally,
someone who didn't want my mask,
someone who loved me.
My barriers were broken,
and yet I was trained into being stronger...
Into growing a backbone.
I learned about the darkness,
and it's endless appeal,
I learned freedom.
And I am losing it again.
I am becoming trapped by what intralled me.
It's killing me,
by stealing her.
And I want to fight now,
I have to. I've lost this battle before,
I've lost someone before, because
I wouldn't fight to keep them.
I won't lose...
But do I even have a chance?
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