The hardest part is accepting
Realize and understand the damage this has done
How it has broken down annihilated who I once was.
To open my eyes and see the empty shell
The reflection of a soulless and empty ghost
What I see is not me. I see an old man
Staring back at me with tears in his eyes
An empty and gray misty thing that reminds me of me
A joyless lifeless a figure So empty and powerless
The fear of the future trying to accept everything
That life after this devastating journey will never be the same
The battery is depleted the fuel is gone. It will never be filled
It will never be completely full again. I have to learn to live
My days after completely new rules of the game
Customize my everyday life every second every minute of the day
A balance between strength and rest. To recover and save energy
Just to get through the day so empty no energy at all
I'm become an empty shell. I just want to know, try to understand.
How do I accept that?
how do I understand that nothing will ever be the same.
the soulless ghost in the mirror is me
I'm a dead man walking
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