The Truth Enters, My Morality Exits


Every passing second seems like an eternity,
Every thought that blows reminds me of an enmity.
The one with myself that initiates my wrongs,
So I bury the fall with relatable songs.
Screaming no matter where, till the time I'm deaf,
But when I hear a smash, I bury under the clefs.
Slowly yet suffocatingly I get on my feet,
Ready to say it all, deciding to have nothing to keep.
Then that same old hostility rushes through my mind,
Regretting everything I've done and I start to hide.
First from myself then from you all,
I don't think I'll ever be able to survive the fall.
Now the only one I fear is someone I'll always face,
It's the one in the mirror that closed this case.

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