A siren song reverberates in my brain. Numbing my senses and breaking the connections that were once there. I can no longer see the red string that connected you and me, me and you.
A flatline. A stranger. An invitation I never received. All of these have one thing in common. All of these were accepted in my stead, without my input and without my say. Can you hear me? See me? Are you still out there? If you detest me, will you still come for me?
And if I feel happy in this reality how long will it be until am I once again left hollowed out and empty?
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Numbing my senses and breaking the connections that were once there.
I can no longer see the red string that connected
you and me,
me and you.
A flatline. A stranger. An invitation I never received.
All of these have one thing in common.
All of these were accepted in my stead, without my input and without my say.
Can you hear me? See me? Are you still out there?
If you detest me, will you still come for me?
And if I feel happy in this reality
how long will it be until am I once again left hollowed out
and empty?