This life I lead, does it divide,
Split in two, then try to hide?
I know it must, I harbor lies.
If one half withers, which survives?
Why doesn't it feel right,
To flee as the fox, on any night?
I can only say that it's something strong,
To love another when it hasn't been long.
With this unlikely bond,
My halves will never correspond.
Have I really the heart to return to the old,
To genuinely withdraw from this human mold?
Once, I did not have to choose.
I'd determined then which life to lose.
How can this second self I possess
Mean so much now, nonetheless?
Luck runs quickly out of hand,
Mine slipped out like desert sand.
Nearly finished, my sight stained by sin,
I lived on, even with my spirit dim.
The past sparks a fire in my mind,
Instinct crawls like ivy up my spine,
But I have made the final choice,
No longer betraying my truest voice.
I've waited for such a parting end,
This broken soul, beginning to mend.
Though I gain some peace of mind,
I never fully leave anything behind...