September Entry 8
Sun is setting,
Nothing rising,
Except a dark cloud.
Darker. Darker. Darker. Darker.
Sinking. Lower. Lower. Lower.
Screaming louder,
The cloud of darkness falls,
Weighing the weight of a million chains.
Holding down,
Preventing rise.
The light at the end of the tunnel is dark.
Moving in s l o w m o t i o n.
Do you hate me?
Breathing faster. Faster. Faster. FASTER.
Heart beating in head.
Feeling numb.
Darkness.
Goodbye.
Do not die.
Love yourself.
You are so loved.
You are needed.
You are wanted.
You are loved.
Darkness falls.
Sun sets.
Breathing slows.
STOP!
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