Failure and hopelessness weigh heavy.
Oh to drink away my worries.
Struggling to keep my porcelain smile in place, glossy and streak free.
No choice but to follow my path, as if led by an invisible string. I cannot choose any other, nor do I want to.
Slipping, falling, cannot get up.
Check the smile.
Praying that no one asks me.
Hoping no one will look in my eyes.
The light is fading.
Like a fire, it can be relit.
Can roar like a bonfire,
or simmer hot coals...
Hidden in the ashes, I'm still here.
Find me.
Save me.
Bring my spark back. You have the power.
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