My Shadow, Your Sickness – Unhinged Poem

Masked with a mirror that resembles my eye, I see a sickness dying, the living, alive, my mind lost in sadness, my eyes closed too tight, for this tomorrow I now live in, was almost lost to the night, but we lived, we survived, we saw the end come and go, my today is your tomorrow in your dark, so don’t lose yourself in sorrow, for the dark, it’s never really dark…