How fast your light can fade
So unexpectedly, yet you saw it coming
Still could not prepare for the events following
You've been here before, you've felt this
Trapped with the worst of you inside your head
Battling, crying, screaming with the person in the mirror
Most importantly though is that you're fighting
You're wiping the tears, you're still breathing
Your light will return
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Author:
Caden (
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Comments3
A brilliant philosophy. Well said.
"though is that you're fighting", and I never win. So I accept my though and hurt my heart.
Love this one.
Good positive write. The light is always there.
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