Gripping my chest, hoping one day the pain would subside.
I used to hide behind deep breaths.
Being vocal has drawn me so close to bleeding.
I wish healing was easier than believing.

My mistake was running with the lies you constructed so well…
I really couldn’t see the truth.
Unfortunately, sticking around was the only way…
Finally, I’m living proof of the unveiling of the real you.

You would think my mind would tell my heart.
You would think my legs would understand the pain traveling through my body.
Maybe one day, just not today.

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