I look in the mirror
And all I see now are
Black holes threatening to
Swallow my red-rimmed eyes.
I never moved with grace
But my body tremors
More than it ever did,
Thinking of unseen fears.
I reach with my fingers
Towards my old reflection
To discover the tips
Are now cracked and bleeding.
Hollow shell, hollow shell.
I am losing myself.
Every step that I take
Destroys my sanity.
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