Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Escape

An escape from something that I have not seen, I have not heard, but I have lived, but I have felt.

An escape that seems so close to a dive into an empty space,
Where nothing can be found, nothing can be felt, nothing can be heard, nothing can be lived.

I look for that empty space with no hope, with no strength, with no will.
But I find this empty space to escape into something that I will never face again, that I will never live again.


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