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Mentions of self-harm and depression.
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
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