#24 of her behind the borderline

I can hide it very well,

the pains of instability,

you can never know,

what does it feels like,

dying but smiling,

every emotion comes, 

is every explosion of missiles,

and I am losing myself,

but I am all right,

because, 

she is always right here,

she is always leading me,

she is the light,

she lives inside me,

she knows what is going on, 

she provides me the way up there,

she is the light,

the star at night,

and I am still living,

trying to be normal,

mixes of dense, changing emotions,

confused with my own self,

gratefully thankful,

of her existence,

of her behind the borderline.