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As my foot slips off the edge, I feel my body let go. The initial panic is met with a contrasting sense of calm. A calmness that reminds me why I stepped so close to the edge in the first place. Release— my soul, my mind, my body. I am finally free, and in this moment I am weightless. As I fly, I fall farther away from the overwhelming madness that consumes me. With every gasp of hard air, I am brought closer to a world where my worries become peace. Just as I close my eyes, embracing the complete darkness, the complete freeness, I am moments away from meeting I feel a sharp yank that pulls me back up. Reeling me in, like a fish, not wanting to be caught. I did not ask to be saved. I did not want to be saved. My mind fills quickly with the madness that was erased moments ago. I feel the weight of my limbs and my troubles, and I feel pain. As I am lifted back onto the edge, the calmness leaves me , and I am met with shocking anxiety and sorrow. I am bound yet again, no longer free. But they will say that I am saved.
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Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 2:27 PM UTC
BOUND
As my foot slips off the edge, I feel my body let go. The initial panic is met with a contrasting sense of calm. A calmness that reminds me why I stepped so close to the edge in the first place. Release— my soul, my mind, my body. I am finally free, and in this moment I am weightless. As I fly, I fall farther away from the overwhelming madness that consumes me. With every gasp of hard air, I am brought closer to a world where my worries become peace. Just as I close my eyes, embracing the complete darkness, the complete freeness, I am moments away from meeting I feel a sharp yank that pulls me back up. Reeling me in, like a fish, not wanting to be caught. I did not ask to be saved. I did not want to be saved. My mind fills quickly with the madness that was erased moments ago. I feel the weight of my limbs and my troubles, and I feel pain. As I am lifted back onto the edge, the calmness leaves me , and I am met with shocking anxiety and sorrow. I am bound yet again, no longer free. But they will say that I am saved.
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hannahgrace1103
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 2:27 PM UTC
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