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The Stillness is Loud

if i move i will break like glass in a flash, a crash of splinters and shards i wish i could wake from my bed, move my head, make a noise all that leaves my mouth is a whimper a mewling sigh i wish i could shake myself, wake myself, open my eyes all that leaves my mind is a panic a writhing snake blankets tie me to darkness, the weight of a sadness permeating the room the breeze whispers the temptations, the life outside but if i move i will break if i move i will take a hit to the stomach and fall to the floor if i move i will be eroded by the acid in my veins if i move my mind will no longer wallow in mud but place itself back in my head, but my mind is my enemy a ****** to take me out, landmines or traps, car smashing, a lift crashing, the list is endless if i move i will shatter, i will spread my atoms into nothingness.
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renee-betlehem
Australian
Published
May 4, 2022
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#depression#anxiety
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