| I dropped.
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| I devoted myself, blindly, for one’s life.
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| A well-aware choice, knowing this free fall was right.
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| I dropped.
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| I sacrificed everything at stake, my own wellness.
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| I fell apart.
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| Broken and weak, I held, and stood still, ripping through my fragile ground.
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| And I held, knowing I was losing the most of me.
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| When everything is gray and your guts scream misery.
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| When you can’t handle looking at others.
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| You can’t deal with their happiness.
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| It’s so dark here.
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| I barely recognize my own substance.
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| These blood-red eyes, this grim expression that can’t be my own.
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| I lost track.
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| Time is holding me in this confused state, playing a silly game.
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| Has it been weeks?
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| The clock, has been stopping its course between minutes.
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| Stretching every moment to make it last, to make it hurt.
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| I devoted myself, blindly, for one’s life.
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| I lay down waiting for my body to lose consciousness.
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| These endless days, these permanent nights steal all my heart, steal all my
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| soul.
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| I’m burning within.
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| I haven’t seen the sun in days.
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| I crawl around this odd place that has no silence, that never sleeps.
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| In this place that never leaves your mind at peace.
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| The fragility, my existence.
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| Trusting my own lies; |
| believing it will all be fine.
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| It’s so dark in here.
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| I haven’t left my bed in days.
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| Curled up, cold, in a shut in.
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| I entered a slumber, a deep sleep.
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| Can I hang in until tomorrow? |