Four Months Ago
It's been so hard, these 19 years
I've called out, but nobody hears.
I'd been locked in my shell I'd held so tight.
I didn't know...it just felt so right.
I just hid in my prison, my unmovable shell.
I hid from the world, that living hell.
I'd often thought of ending the fight
I'd lost my sense of beautiful light,
But I don't feel that way anymore.
I feel I finally chose the right door.
I wanted to quit, to end my strife,
But then that light re-entered my life.
Because four months ago, you cured my pain
When you touched my heart that had been torn in vain.
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