This piece is for the days when you feel small and alone and depression never leaves your side but everyone around says “It’ll be okay.” But you just want someone to understand how you feel without force feeding you their seemingly fake positivity (even though it may not be fake – they just don’t get it)
Maybe I’ll just disappear
Over the years, months and moments
Over bridges & passages and underneath them
With excuses of adapting and falling into the flow of change
For the reward of flexible limbs, thoughts and heart
The steps became smaller, shorter, sharper
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Shrinking into precise actions, invisible conversations and unnoticed actions
I found the inside of a shell that wasn’t just empty
It was the window to a black hole
And I’m climbing in,sinking in
And slowly but surely, I’ll just disappear
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