I look at the picture and know it’s done;
I can’t save this, the battle is over
And I can’t tell which one of us won.
I breathe and regain my faint composure.

The nights after are cold, quiet, callus
And I cannot see the light anymore.
My dying world, full of heart-broke malice,
rotates over while I stare at the door.

Tomorrow I will get up, I will rise
to meet the day in such a perfect way.
I will see a new future and comprise
a new plan. In Hell I can no more stay.

Maybe I meet someone like you anew
But leaving is something that I must do.

Two for Two in this NaPoWriMo series. I wonder what Day 3 will bring?!

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