| The Heart Will Die As Well |
I create
This beautiful fantasy
Though these four walls
Still surround me.
No windows will allow
Those passing by
To see inside,
And no doors will
Send me fleeing.
Though I’ve found
A thousand
reasons to hide.
I look into the mirror
Only once a day.
But the girl
On the outside
Is never there
Anyway.
I believe
she’s been waiting
Just outside the frame
For me to wake, and
Remember my own name.
Old gods
Are forgotten,
Cast aside to make
Room for the new-
But every time
I forsake myself,
I find the only thing
That stays the same
Is you.
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