Poetry
Falling Further From Myself
Anxiety and depression are a daily struggle.

There is a line where my truth once was Underneath the surface is darkness An endless abyss of nothingness I walk the line in a delicate panic Always in fear of what lies beneath
If my balance is slightly shifted I plunge downward into the depths Destitute of vision — surrounded by silence Afraid my fragility will affirm my end Bracing for an impact that never comes
Disregarded into this unknown obscurity Unable to grasp onto material substance Powerless to pull myself away Incapable of making my voice heard An echo into incessant ambiguity
Each time the line is crossed I fall further into the void Unsure if I will find my way back Time ceases to exist My mind grows more despondent
The ascent is extended with each indiscretion Helpless — submerged into this prison Desperate to find a way to escape Consumed by loneliness and despair Yet compelled to endure as long as it takes
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