Rest

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It’s heavy. I can’t breathe.

I want to speak up and say something, but nothing comes out of my mouth. A deep sigh escapes my lips. I’ve been treading water, and I think I’m drowning. I know how to save myself, but sometimes I think, maybe it’s better if I don’t?

It follows the tides. It comes and goes. I didn’t think it’d be so heavy or affect me as much and now everything I see has shades of sadness.

This isn’t mine. This thing. It belongs to someone else, but I hold it and I’m tired.

 

I just need to rest.

 

 

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