The pain we carry
Whether real or
Mental phantoms
Keep us trapped
No matter what hope
We think we’ve found
Or how deep a mark
We believe we’ve made
The illusion fades
Because it’s a mere
Surface reflection
Of who we really are
In fear we retreat
Back inside ourselves
Not wanting to reveal
Or able to self heal
Our hidden truths
Personal demons
That cause fear and pain
With the power to drive
All else away
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