A monster is stirring, clutching at my ribs and tugging on my heart strings.
Demons from my past, staring over my shoulders, making me feel rude for ignoring them. I must remember they are trying to kill me and that I have a life to live.
These human bodies are losing they’re sustenance, they’re weight. Gravity does not let them encompass me anymore. None of it seems as solid as it should.
I trip and I stumble along this jagged way, please do not try and follow my path, for yours will always differ from mine. I will fall through mirrors you avoided and you will tumble down rabbit holes I missed.
Do not search me for direction for I am walking blindly. I have no clarifications for you, for I will pose more questions than I have answers to.
I feel detached but I don’t mind. I only want to drift in an out of conciseness for a while.
I want to collapse under this weight; I need only a little more until I accomplish that.
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