TO THE HERO WHO NEVER CAME

During my nights of terror

I wept in solitude

Waiting, hoping, praying

For you to come rescue me

From the ghost, I saw in the mirror

My own reflection scared me

I was terrified of what I'd do

If the world saw the face I see every day

Because mirrors always show the truth

Even if you want to disagree

One can never disagree with their reflection

All one can do is avoid it at all costs

Hiding, concealing and suppressing

Till one fools itself, saying it went away

In order to not cause more destruction

But it always does cause destruction, doesn't it?

Perhaps, it is meant to,

Meant to destroy every bit of me and

Leave no trace I ever existed

Because, anyway, I never fit

I never fit in this world of perfects

The flawless, graceful and idyllic

And maybe you knew that too

For never once did you come to rescue me

Because I was full of defects.