Empty, as a single tear forms
Contemplation of a descent into the hollow deserving of me.
Liars, and bastards, breathe into the space I fill, fogging my vision
And blurring the lines of reality.
Am I tired or blind, or do I merit the disloyalty of the ones I hold dear.
My eyes too weak, strength of a titan drained to the impossible.
Dangerously lurking in between the depths and the elevation.
My voices, tell me what I already know, as I hang my head.
My neck sore from it, my head aches from it.
As my movements become disjointed and unintentional,
I swallow the lump in my throat and carry on.
I carry on…………why?
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