Dear Me,

I know it hurts right now,

The pain in your eyes grow as you look up at me and ask,"how?"

One more step I say,

You stand slowly and continue on towards nowhere, 

You yell at me to let you stop; cries echoing through the empty air, 

One more step I plead, 

You stumble forward; tears caressing your tired face, 

You push yourself forward and fall to your knees with grace,

Just one more step I cry,

Demons laugh as we step; never have felt this pain before,

We collapse unable to move an inch more,

We made it I say.





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