Lacerations encompass this body,
Taking from it the will to carry on,
Not knowing when things could get better,
Deeply hurting,
The inadequacy seeping through the gaps.
No longer one person,
Body not one's own,
All hope; dashed,
Life slowly encouraged;
Down the route one promised not to go.
Taken over, no longer here,
Let me fade into the background,
Mortality a distant ebb,
Take me from this world,
Let me see what exists beyond.





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