Air within the bubble
When I am around you
The good things feel bad,
And the bad things feel awful
But I feel drawn,
To you
Your power, your hold
And I can breathe
Inside this bubble
I am teetering on the edge
Completely unstable
The bubble is a 2way mirror
When inside I can see no way out
No pain outside, just the reflection of my own image staring back.
When looking from outside in, I can see right through.
The pain, troubles and heartache within.
Realisation.
Is it better to see the truth or not feel the pain?!!!
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