Walking in my Shadow

I am finally in my quiet room,
The mask of strength put aside,
I think of the heartbroken confession,
You finally decided to confide.

I had already guessed your secret,
But hearing it said audibly,
Shattered my forlorn hope,
That things would turn out differently.

The tears trickle out my eyes,
And I pull my chest to my knees,
As I think of the hell you have opened,
By choosing now to follow me.

When threads of darkness lifted,
Remaking my mind's tapestry,
I looked at each white scar, shuttering,
At mistakes you might learn from me.

And now I see the nightmare,
Materializing into my waking mind,
You have taken up the harming habit,
That I once chose to leave behind.

In my rush to escape the past,
I forgot the metallic razor glints,
That lingered in my shadow,
As you walked in my footprints.