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we try to run,

foolishly again and again

only to get lost in the dark corners.

twisting and turning, hating the way it feels

all our control stolen away

visibly shrinking, changing what we thought

we try to forget

stupidly wandering away from the memories.

if anyone asks, we retreat into ignorance.

but always, always it's there

sticking to the walls, the mirror, the pillow

stealing our breath at unexpected times

we try to avoid the sun

desperately closing the curtains, shutting it out.

its rays are stubborn, relentless

they pierce right through our armor, so carefully crafted

we don't notice the cracks until too late.

the tears fall, and maybe, just maybe we think.

in the end, we find the effort doomed,

the running and fighting and hiding.

let it inside, our hearts whisper, give it a chance.

we open the door and wrap it up, close and tight, vowing

to never blind ourselves again.

it sits in our eyes, gazing at the precious few.