…realizing…

Story by Jiblits on SoFurry

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Imported from SF2 with no description.


Reluctantly, I’m back after a slap from reality

I was woken again, from hard choices, it hit like a formality

I’ll keep what I can, but it’s a struggle, even if not broken

I repeat a lot, lessons learned, now spoken

I feel the sliding back into the door never closed, it’s like a cliff

Back into someone I didn’t like, jus the though alone leave me mentally stiff

I’m still standing, tired, but still continence

A shell of who I once was, I still have some presence

All the same, I’m happy, smiling like a fool

The kind stranger in the mirror, to me, still looks kinda cool