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Sep 2016
As I sit and drift,
deeper and deeper into the infinite abyss
Of could´ve beens and would´ve beens,
losing myself with each passing second.
I take a moment to reflect and,
ask myself,
¨Is it really worth the effort?¨

Then I´m puzzled.
The effort of?
I input no effort

I only feel as if I am stranded in the desert,
Alone and Unsheltered.
Lost with no trees to hug,
no light in the dark,
and no guiding shepherd.

As if I´ve been dropped in the ocean,
Cinder blocks for ankles,
just one swift commotion,
and I´m gone

Suddenly, I´m in a forest.
Colors of life flying all around
We´re together again and nothing is wrong.
Hand in hand, you open your mouth to speak,
but all that escapes are screams.

I´m back now.
To the calamity that is reality
There is no escape.
Written by
Merrimae  15/Non-binary
(15/Non-binary)   
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