Through the constant push and pull of every breath

I remain

I don’t know how this will end

I don’t know when

My world will crash and burn

Here I go

Scared to look in the mirror again

For I already know how the reflection will bend

An unseen evil but I try to pretend

I’m tired of warning you

Tired of holding you

Guiding your hand through the darkness

That is my heart

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