The place that I have come from long ago,
Is one that many people see in their lives.
Many people would get help,
To try to make it better.
But somehow, I didn’t.
It was a dark, bottomless pit,
And I just kept digging it deeper.
Through the reflecting glass was where I saw it;
What my life had become, and could not be once more.
It was time to walk away.
There are times when I return to that place,
But it only reminds me why I left.
Why I can no longer be that person.
I have lost a part of myself.
And if it means that I am okay, I don’t want her back.
If it means that I don’t need to get help,
Then she must stay at bay.
Trapped is a cage deep within my soul;
Her screams unheard.
She will never return.