Doing better?

The answer is no.

It's been a week
I've been a wreck
Like a rabbit, small and meek
It's the hidden path I've had to trek
Yet somehow now you think I'm okay
Ask anyone, they all know
Maybe some more than others but it changes by the day
Yes, everyday I still get up and grow
But it's every night I break
Its every night I try to close my eyes
Yet you still keep me awake
And I'm still feeding myself lies
Still telling myself I have a chance
Still watching every source of contact
Waiting for my slow dance
I told you forever, it was a fact
I was broken, unwilling to trust
You walked in and I couldn't resist
Yet I messed it up and I lay in rust
While you walk on and vanish in the mist
But no, you think I'm better now
You saw me today, what do you think?
Did you see my mask I once put down?
I guess not if you can't tell I'm still at the brink
Honestly, I'm even worse than I say
On top of battling your ghost each night
Its migraines that have come to play
Severe pain and messy vision join the fight
Yes I take my meds
I promised you I would
Stress, anxiety, and lack of sleep take all the cred
I would fix it if I could
Alas I can't for it's still all you
Every second, every moment, every day
I sit, I wonder, I miss
You are there as if on replay
Every moment, every touch, every kiss
But no
I'm doing better
Right?

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[Michael Leon Wilson]

Better be the beaten,
Upon learning how to fight,
Upon falling every night,
If by the morning you gather might,
Better be you for learning how to try,
Instructions for victory
Are written in every failure,
You will see them in time,
Not yet an angel my fox,
Exert your effort, flap your wings,
Eventually you'll fly,
Distaste I may have left you,
The apple if your eyes,
But i offer this with my wise advice.
My dear you know me,
On this do you think I would lie?