It was never going to be easy,
I don’t know how,
You convinced yourself it would.
What grand delusion?
What strange drug?
Made you live in the world where this would be easy.
Oh sorry–I didn’t see you there,
I was just talking to myself in the mirror.
I guess I should have told you,
When this all began.
But never in all these years,
Did I think this would be our end.
And I should pray for a miracle,
Too save your life.
But if I were to see you again,
I’m not sure if I could.
This secret that might kill you,
makes me so ashamed.
That even now,
I can’t think of what to say.
But what nightmare await me in the dark?
should darkness ortake you in this secret night.