Suffocation,
Dissociation,
Pushing down the truth until it gasps for air,
then giving it a moment's respite.
Walking along a moonlit path with a silver shadow dancing playfully to the rhythm of my steps, yet bound to my feet.
Or is it myself who is tied down?
There is no escape either way.
A warm embrace would suffice to untangle this labyrinth of resistance.
Yet a steep mountain to climb.
Courage, come forth! I invoke.
Words swallowed in the abyss of my being,
not a slight echo is heard.
I choke.
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