im a shell of who i used to be
empty, sad and longing
not sure of how
I’ll fill myself back up again.
this world eats you up
and spits you out
a cycle of endings and beginnings.
I can’t see anything
the light, the truth, the start of the next chapter.
I just feel the weight of the past and the certainty
that whatever new begins
will end, too.

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