It starts out like an illusion
You see what you wish
What your mind wants you to see
What you hope deep in your mind
You view no ill
Pay no mind to bad attributes
Until they being to scratch the surface of the beautiful
exterior your mind has created
Then the worry begins
You think about the time invested
The moments spent
And wonder
Was it all worth it?
A chilling thought crosses your mind
As you imagine what you have ignored
The fantasy is dead
You try and try to resuscitate it
But it is long gone
As its spirit is lifted from its body
It sees you holding on to its earthly form and laughs
It mocks you
Mocks your naivety
Your ignorance
Your stupidity
It whispers
“you knew what I was”
But you chose to pay no mind
And as you hear it
As you listen
The love dipped veil drops from your eyes
Your soul awakens to the monster this fantasy really is
The monster you have embraced
Loved
Cherished
And adored
But it is hard to let go
You are scared to go out into the world vulnerable and
broken
You cannot let anyone see your scars
Let alone imagine the pain your ignorance brought you
So you cling onto the fantasy
As it claws into your skin
You embrace the scratches and bruises
Become one with the pain
The bleeding serves as a testament of your strong will
Your inability to be shaken in the face of immense danger
The bleeding never stops
It drains you
Sores permanently open
So you bleed
Till you can bleed no more
Finally it is done
And you become a shell of your original self
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