Concealing Fate

A question not of if but of when

I remember laughing it off back then.

On a mission and safely hidden

This warrior within has been beaten.

Too much of it getting harder to hold.

On a warmer side, but it feels so cold.

A friend who would not let this hide,

For the rest saddest lines I write.

On this hour, I am one and I am all.

I’ve been falling, nobody understands this fall.

Brush past my racing body.

Once done, I’ll be nobody.

Of this life and of it’s crown.

With these waves, I will certainly drown.

The lies stacked and heavily fortified.

The truth struggles against this tide.

Damned I am, I am full of complaints

These mistakes have no amends.

I am a healer, Yet I can never be healed.

I express it on poetry, my lips are sealed.

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