If I am too Broken
To reach out my hand
And pull you from your demons
Then I am too Broken
To breathe.
Nightmares churn
Under my skin
Their howls seep through the cracks
And I am too Scared
To fight.
As I watch you fade
Paralysed limbs fail
I cannot reach out my hand
And I am Unworthy
Of joy.
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