I am the fool in every fable,

my words cut deep like a knife,

my mind spirals far from stable,

I live an expiring life.

Ire has slowly started unveiling itself.

I am scared this is all it's ever going to be.

I am the biggest enemy to myself.

Perhaps irrational but I wish to be set free.

I slam doors shut whenever I'm overwhelmed,

in hopes that someone would be ...

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