Dear Lord,
Perhaps Dear Universe,
I am drowning in the darkest of thoughts.
They course through my veins.
They feed my heart and my mind.
They pluck the wings from my dreams.
As the light fades and
The blood pools,
Numbness sits just below the surface.
I stand
Yet it feels like I am crawling.
My smiles are far too few
Yet my heart spurs me on.
This sharp ache claws at my insides
But this pain uncovers a truth the darkness tries to hide.
I am alive.
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