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Reflecting the mirror

I can see, what is

What will, always be

Too late to change

Too dark to light

I'll keep fighting

This dreadful night



Awakening each day

Wondering where to play

No voices to be heard

No cries to comfort

The agony inside

Slipping and fading

Faltering each day

My only hope

Is to pray



Sure they give accolades

To the one who is nice

But the man playing reciever

Is always throwing the last dice

It shouldnt be long

Before the poison sets in

I'll leave this world

With a hateful grin



Empty inside, brittle and frail

Too weakened to build

What has already failed

These hands no longer hold

Or support the body they were assigned

But there are those who will try

To get me to re-align



Thank you though, you're all too kind

But without a love, I cant truly shine

This grievance I bear, this desperation inside

Raw nerve exposed, really nothing to hide

I'll go back to sleep

To awaken another day

Blood dripping out

Where my body lays