I can’t run from everything anymore.

Everyone tells me constantly that there’s something I need to hold on to

But now I realize there’s nothing gifted towards me but the void of my doubts

And the pinnacles of my failures that have been constantly thrown back to me

I’ve looked at all the maps, all the possibilities,

all the dead ends.

There’s no happy ending. There never was to be planned.

I’m cursed, I have been since I’ve been born.

The shadows never were against me, they’re with me

They consume me until there’s no flesh left on my bones

Until I’m one of them

I’m the one who breaks everything they touch,

and the people I care about

I don’t see my reflection in the mirror as the demon anymore

I am the demon.

I need you take off my disguise.

I don’t know how to pay my penance,

nor do I know how to stop myself.

But I can feel myself bleed and fall apart every step I walk,

and every breath I take

I’ve realized my descent is coming

I still don’t know if I’m at peace with it. Things have changed.

All I know is that I’m not lost anymore.

But I’m broken.

I’m sorry.