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spinning, spinning
on a string of yarn
splash, it was so thin that it broke
in water so deep that I couldn't breath to reach to the top.
Even still, somehow I wasn't afraid.
Maybe, just maybe. I was accepting and manifesting my downfall.
Hopefully tomorrow, the night will be kinder to me.
that would please me, but that is if I'm even able to sleep in my bed tonight
Today, I dreamed of colors.
It's unclear in parts
but bright as a whole.
Spiraling, like the yarn I clung onto the night before.
I wish you were there to see it, I can't put to words.
It became more vivid as time went on
But it broke, shattered into pieces.
as soon as my fingers attempted to touch them.
They began to morph and vibrate
synchronizating eerily with the anxiety that gradually began to choke my lungs.
I only saw the red that both foreshadowed beauty and pain.
I can't tell anymore
just like dreams and nightmares, maybe they aren't all that different.
i have spent countless hours in front of a keyboard,
but i still slept with an odd feeling that there is always more to do.
Yeah, my hope is that tomorrow will be kinder to me.