I tried to make this like a real poem... but it didn't work. :P So I wrote it like this... and for some reason it still seems like a poem...
The Two People in One.
My face isn’t my real face.
My real face is hiding.
She doesn’t ever like coming out.
She says it’s painful.
But I promised I’d protect her.
I gave her a good place to hide.
She’s in a place where the world can’t touch her.
She’s stayed there for over two years now…
The world is so painful though.
Full of sorrow and agony.
Sometimes… some slips past my guard.
I was stupid.
Didn’t even notice.
She was fading…
The darkness touched her.
I was concerned about myself.
All her weights on my shoulders.
I was breaking…
I was selfish.
Now she’s paying for it.
She’s crumbling away.
I don’t know what to do.
She wants to be strong and go on her own.
But the world keeps scaring her.
I can’t do it on my own though.
She keeps splitting us farther apart.
Am I an entirely different person?
I even have another name.
No! I can’t start calling myself that!
She’ll forget herself!
We were once one!
She’s leaving me.
Now I’m the one alone.
I’m not me, not her.
Who am I?
I try to take her hand
She’s just out of reach.
She’s almost gone…
My face is not my real face.
But my real face… no longer exists.