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She is Stronger
I held myself up
Far too long
I want to break
I want to fall
It is too
Exhausting
Pretending
That it's okay
That I am
Okay
It doesn't
Comfort
Me
I see behind
My pathetic rouse
The demon inside
Wants to be free
To mourn
Like she was
Meant too
It's too late
If I let her
Through
I will be
Unfixable
Any efforts
To have a life
Instantly futile
I would sink into
The black ooze
Like quicksand
I will eventually
Be engulfed
Unretrievable
She use to be weak
But she is getting
Stronger
So much
Stronger
Or maybe
I am becoming
Weaker
Either way
Her screams
Similar to
The call of a siren
But much out of tune
My ears drip with pain
Her long nails taring out
My intestines
Scraping
Cutting
Digging
Trying to
Get out
Everyday
It gets louder
Everyday
It becomes harder to ignore
Everyday
It is getting stronger
Everyday
I am closer
To letting
It free
Letting
Her free
Letting
Me
Free
Far too long
I want to break
I want to fall
It is too
Exhausting
Pretending
That it's okay
That I am
Okay
It doesn't
Comfort
Me
I see behind
My pathetic rouse
The demon inside
Wants to be free
To mourn
Like she was
Meant too
It's too late
If I let her
Through
I will be
Unfixable
Any efforts
To have a life
Instantly futile
I would sink into
The black ooze
Like quicksand
I will eventually
Be engulfed
Unretrievable
She use to be weak
But she is getting
Stronger
So much
Stronger
Or maybe
I am becoming
Weaker
Either way
Her screams
Similar to
The call of a siren
But much out of tune
My ears drip with pain
Her long nails taring out
My intestines
Scraping
Cutting
Digging
Trying to
Get out
Everyday
It gets louder
Everyday
It becomes harder to ignore
Everyday
It is getting stronger
Everyday
I am closer
To letting
It free
Letting
Her free
Letting
Me
Free
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