I will speak
but no words will come out.
I will listen,
but I won’t hear you.
I will breathe
without feeling the air’s strength to go on.
I will smile to you
but it won’t reach my eyes.
It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve escaped
It always finds me,
It always haunts me.
Around every corner darkness waits for me
a second, a minute, an hour, a day
maybe month, maybe a year.
Till it startles me and takes me down
back to the deepness of my thoughts,
where I drown in memory’s, pain and doubts
I will struggle
I will fight
Each day and each night for the rest of my life.
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