Not Me.

I'm not me.
It's an empty shell of what use to be.
Broken&confused.
Watch her sit.
Watch her take each hit.
Body in shambles on the floor, no hope for restoration.
Look. See her.
Only a glimpse, an in depth dream of each thought that's left.
Lean until you can lean no more.
Hold on, keep your tight grip.
You haven't fallen off the edge yet.
You're heart is still beating.
You've got the faith, yet to be defeated.
Look.
Watch.
It's her time to rise now.