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Save Yourself

By Erin BarteskiPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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The night grows still and empty but yet my mind fills in the shadows

Was that movement? The harder I look, the less I see

Night blindness consumes my vision

I live my life in the shadows

A shape without form

Interposed between the light and growing emptiness

As scary as it is

No one sees me

I blend so seamlessly

The dark allows me to become invisible to prying eyes

I feel like such an imposter

No one can steal my light if I don't have one

People are scavengers

They take

And they take until there is nothing left

A carcass

A shell

Absolute nothingness

The darkness has ahold of me

Absence of all emotion

Long wiry fingers protecting me at any cost

If I felt anything, it would be comfort

But you can't find me here

I don't exist anymore

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    Written by Erin Barteski