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I'm feeling weak

Like sunbleached bones in the meadow

You hear me shriek

Blood dripping from my crossbow

I killed my soul

Watched it whisper away like smoke

I'm a black hole

A punishment I have invoked

I lost my way

Suspended in a spider web

And no one stays

This dam which blocks the flow and ebb

I won't be found

Decomposing, I'm inside out

My flesh is bound

Wrapped in plastic like takeout 

I can not breathe

Suffocated in memory

I start to seethe

My emotions in jeopardy

I can break free

I just don't have the energy

I'd like to flee

I won't because of lethargy

I will stay put

Sometimes I like my misery

Change is afoot

This too shall pass like history