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My mind is foggy that it blinds me,
my heart is on fire,it burns me
Where is my peace, my freedom,my happiness?
I wish to run away and never be found

I'm running so much air is escaping,slowly suffocating me,I'm scared,
afraid of myself
afraid of the demon Im turning into,the one I will undoubtedly become
Make me disappear for all eternity,alone in cold,bitter darkness.
My spirits broken,shattered,tainted,unwanted.

I look in the mirror
the broken pieces
but not of the mirror
but of my horrible face,the unbeautiful creature that hides behind the only comfort
a mask,a beloved mask meant to hide the fears,the doubts,the suffering.

The anger deep inside consumes me
it makes you see things,not meant to see,in others and in myself,horrible things
not meant for human eyes
It will destroy me and everything within. Tempting me to cold solitude
No help will come,its not deserved.

The broken mirror falls as I watch with tearful eyes,
but it's still a mirror,cracked,broken,like myself
if the mirror of myself falls,so do I bound by the chains of fate
meant to wander alone in darkness
there will be no hero for me
No one to save me
Its my end and I oneday contemplate my demise.
Will you cry for me,or forget?