#23

spiralling down,
away now
from your clutch
landing on your feet
each, a miniscule touch
do you feel it?
do you feel it or does it not matter much?
does it matter much or has it never mattered enough?
each touch representing
two opposite choices
your voice breaks as you say them
which road are you taking?
are you staying?
are you leaving
this silly ecosystem?
it’s okay to be tired
it’s okay to give up
you chant yet you’re not entirely convinced
because the truth is
nothing’s ever made sense
before
let’s talk about resilience
strength that’s secretly a weakness
i’d rather have silence
than hopeful misdirection
i understand that you’re intrepid
it’s written
all over your face
my dear, you don’t belong in this godforsaken place.
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