Dark are the words for my soul.
Dark as the void where part is gone.
Penumbra shade defines the whole
as I act as if nothings wrong.

Outward cheer permeates reality's field.
While my mental core drowns in depression.
One day health will finally yield
To the attack of my shadow's confession.

I should just let it go
for none of it really matters
"live in the moment" "go with the flow"
let time repair all the tatters

and resign myself to mischief and mayhem.

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    I was in a really good mental state when I wrote this , it was just an exercise in writing as if.