Thereafter Abyss

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Introspection’s rattled -

At last, I’m free!

Free of dark pleasures

Derived from this scarf.

I come from abyss,

Yet, never come far.

Weak with bruises -

those stumbles,

my falls.

Following whispers

down more empty halls,

Skin’s tattered-

Mind broken.

Dormant dreams woken,

Sprinting ahead.

Looking has weakened -

Defeated, thin threads.

Too much change,

Killing these flowers.

Must wait, next season.

Thoughts not my own

Yet, learned all their names.

Slowly moved in,

Accept all you crave.

Wounds become scars,

Scars become hard.

Mind now has spoken,

Become what you are.