I still see you just around corners, in my periphery, in the delirium before waking up. I’ve been gaslighted by my very mind, to think I was once held down by a dying spirit gripping my chest.
There’s a part inside of me that once lit up, but the fuse is blown. Or maybe I followed an unreliable narrator.
This world is forever cold, and I have no light and no shelter.
Again I caught myself surrendering to the wrong demands, falling for the plaintive cry of that wasting shell. The remains of this legacy steal me from sleep and they drag my body along the side of the road. My skin is burning. You'll find the rest of me spread out a few miles back.
The words that comfort me have failed. Their misdirection was my home.
Half-truths and all the losses they entail have left me all alone.
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