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Standing

in front of the mirror

shattered in thousand pieces

cutting deep in your skin

Utter desperation

unbelievable disbelief

Unable to grasp

the here and now

A place of cries

full of dismay and despair

Tunnel without light at the end

End with tunnel

no exit

hazy shadows

dancing on the wall

Scorching tears

burning their way into

cracked skin

shell of thousands mistakes

over and over again

Kicking

struggling

raw, pure angst

on your quest

to tranquility

Bemoaning the destiny

lamenting the fate

relentlessly fighting against

as good as you can

and seeking salvation in

swamping in the waters of self pity

Darts of doubt

toxic and sharp

through heart and mind

All of a sudden

out of the blue

out of the mist

out of the fog

of nail biting

spirit biting

doubt

sliding

lifting

on the stage of your

own created drama

Then there it is

breaking down

breaking up

breaking open

Weeping

sobbing

giving way to

alleviation

easing of the anguish

deep inside

Grey turning into brightness

colours

Light at the end of the tunnel

last inches of wedging

through a space

you have grown out

All of a sudden a

deep knowing

you are not alone,

you are held

The air

still cold

first step

shaky and cautious

fresh clear air

instead of bewildering void

Birth