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Laying here in this moment my mind retraces its steps down a long corridor.
Embracing the walls as the metal from a proverbial bullet grazes my heart – I am triggered.
My chest pounds while my mind races endlessly; how easy it is to lose all control.
Gasping for the air to refill my lungs, I cannot divert my eyes from watching.
Like the hands on a clock spinning backwards in time,
The foundation of a ticking time bomb will erupt for the grand finale.

I watch as the flames from the burning house around me grows higher,
Did I ever really know you at all or was the monster there the entire time?
Creeping outward in the shadows when my back was turned,
Retreating when the light would shine through the cracks of the blinds.
Even in hell our souls have been bonded with inseparable destruction.

It’s in those moments when my eyes adjust to the vulnerability of the darkness,
What a beautifully excruciating and transformative flood of emotions,
My inner senses are overloaded with the intensity from both the dark & the light.
I’ve fought my way through many days of toxic suffocation,
And mended my body from the side effects of a self-created poison.

But today I am realizing I can no longer breathe in the smoke from your lies.

– H