“What does it feel like?”
A deep
breath, you close your eyes
you’re falling.
It feels like sinking, going deeper and deeper
down,
Your hand
reaches out, trying to grab something, anything
but there’s
nothing.
unable to return.
Your eyes
open, there’s nothing new.
All you see
is black.
All you
feel is the fall.
It’s lonely.
You open
your mouth, nothing comes out. Tears escape your eyes and you keep falling.
It’s scary, but I’ve gotten used to it.
It has always been like this, after all.
“Always?”
Always.
Your hand
reaches out again, more tears fall out, your voice is weak
“Please…”
“Do you want this to change?”
…
“I’m scared”
No.
Change is scary.
“And this is not?”
No.
You shake,
let out a sob
“I’m a liar”
I’m already used to
it.
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I did a thing (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧
This was supposed to be about depression but I don't think i quite caught the feeling.
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