Nobody sees her
under the water
so she fades away-
her invisibility
used to be
protective
but now is their greatest weapon
against the one who floats before suffocating,
her lips turn cyan
and the light turns off.
I am not a tragic ending or a storm below the stirring Earth, I am not your empty vessel nor am I a glass of dirt. I have never been full...
Belonging is difficult and sometimes a battle on a field littered with bones. Those of us who never got a say in this destiny lay...
Fragments of myself fell off until I had lost them all, I had lost the soul until I was nothing but a performing shell- I had forgotten...
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