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Coming Back For Me

Twelve years ago Part of me died Broken by heartbreak Shackled to loneliness Bitterly forsaken The husk of who I was moved on Never pure But most certainly Tainted Red veins turned black Corroding From within A deviant in a glass cage Watched By countless eyes Ruthless and relentless they were Watching me fail Watching me slowly succumb The youth in me Died I gave into hatred Regarding every person in my life With deepest contempt Saying what I could just to make them hurt Wanting them to feel A fraction Of what I endured every day I pushed Everyone who cared to the brink Where I already was Because If death came for me again All of me would Finally die Twelve years later The missing me Finally found the glass cage Holding The only key to let me out Beaten and covered in grime I cowered from escaping Because There is no escaping The horrors of what I have been through The pain I put my loved ones through The damage I made myself endure I guess I wanted to fade into obscurity So when I died Nobody cried But the me on the outside Dragged me out And I looked at me again The tarnished With a smile upon my lips And a long forgotten gleam in my eyes The optimism I had given up Burning brighter than ever before A hand Held out for me to accept And I took it Watching the weight melt off my body As happiness de-aged my face As hope Cleansed the poison from my soul Definitely older though With a lifetime of wounds to show for it And many grays in my hair But I began to realize That part of me I thought died twelve years ago Was always there Struggling to break me free And By coming back for me I'm ready For the next twelve years

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