Under the shadow of death
I have cried for many moons
And seen the darkness in the night
Falling prey to its monsters

The insipid illusion of love
Taking over my senses
Making me useless
In the face of my demons

Death knocking on my door
Relishing the idea of another soul
Another one fooled
In the name of love

On the point of giving up
Hand outstretched to meet death
A sudden scream fills my insides
Forcing me to face my reflection

My reflection looking back at me
Roaring with anger
“You are not meant to give up
But rise , every time you fall”

I awake
From this nightmare
Breaking this realm of fear
Standing up where I was fallen

My body shaking
With a new vigor
Ready to fight again
For my story is not over yet.


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