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May 2016
pitch black,
deep abyss.
you dont see yourself,
you dont see anything but black,
you just feel you.
you feel heart thumping hard,
feeling like its vibrating the air around,
making it hot and humid.
Your eyes begin to wander around,
trying to find some refuge of light,
but you see none.

Then, you see a small glow in the mist of the black.
Such thing to you in reality would be nothing but a speck,
but now its reassurance of hope,
of a better place out of the dark,
its almost life to you itself.

But as you began to move toward it,
gravity lets you go and you began to fall,
and you keep falling.
And as you fall,
the small light that gave you so much life
begins to wither away from your sight.
Everything around begins to crumble,
your body feels heavier with every second you fall deeper,
You've given up on a scream by this point.
You feel helpless of what comes next,
of what lies ahead.
And when you've all but given up...
you awake to see the sun staring at you,
and you stare back.
There's no more falling,
there's no more uncertainty,
just the sun.
golden muse
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golden muse  19/F/Alabama
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