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jo
Poems
Nov 2018
rabbit hole
i am falling
there is nothing solid beneath my feet
the air is rushing past my ears
i can feel gravity’s relentless grip on my shoes,
pulling me down, down,
down.
my hands grasp in the dark
for something to grab onto,
anything at all,
that could help me make sense of this situation
or save me.
my hands try but
everything is slipping through my fingers.
no hand-holds,
only pieces of something, fragments.
only darkness everywhere.
#mental
#health
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