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Halfway Here
Shimmering luminescence;
Is it a lie,
An illusion to fool
The earthly eye?
Is it a cloak you use
To hide the darkness within;
Do you use it like a mask
To shield yourself
From prying eyes?
I can’t see you.
Your faint outline
Is there,
Barely visible,
But the rest has been
Washed away by
A torrent of sorrow,
A cascade of brightness.
Where are you?
I can’t find you.
Looking in a mirror
I see nothing,
Nobody,
Naught but a shadow.
Where is my reflection?
I miss my eternal twin,
Who used to wave back
When I waved hello,
Who always had a smile
To share with me.
She disappeared,
Ran and hid,
Like a coward,
The way that I desperately wish
To escape,
And leave all this behind.
But instead she
Left me behind,
An empty shell,
Hollow and worthless.
I yell at her to
Come back
And help me face
Our greatest fears,
But she does not listen.
I beg her to
Help me find my way
And fight the loneliness
That threatens to overtake me,
My constant companion,
But she stands,
Unmoved by my pleas.
I can’t breathe,
I don’t know how anymore;
I just want to
Shut
Down,
Shut
Out the world,
And not care anymore,
To hibernate, meditate,
Regain the strength
And courage
That I once had.
Slouching,
Watching and listening
Warily,
Not making a sound.
Don’t want to
Draw attention to myself,
Don’t want any more pain.
I choke on unspoken words;
Why can’t I stand
Up for myself?
Why am I rendered mute
In the face of danger,
Amidst the many bullets
Zooming straight at me.
Why do I hang my head
And take the abuse,
Day after day,
Though I am so sick
Of it,
Telling myself
That their lies must be true,
That I deserve it,
Every last bit of it.
I’m afraid,
So very afraid,
Of everything,
And nothing,
Nothing at all.
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