I’ve already seen it, seen it coming,
It’s happening one day, I can’t keep running,
Seeing the future, & what it holds
Something I can’t change, or control.
Lying to myself, but I know the facts,
Born with sharp edges, rugged & cracked,
Like an distorted mirror, reflection unknown,
Infecting fear, down to the bone,
Who am I, do I even know?
Scars run deep, & begin to show,
Suppressing the moment, the flood gates open,
And I realise, I’m not different, I’m just broken.