What was once thought of as liberating
is now merely terrifying
Finding myself alone in the woods
Flying blind without a safety net
No one to care when things go wrong
No one to celebrate with when things are all right
I feel this solitude in my bones
I feel like I'm fading away
No one to be held accountable
No accountability to anyone else
I fear it's been too long
I am not who I was, and not who I was meant to be
I am something else
Clinging, desperate, needing more than anyone can handle
More than I can handle
and every night I fall apart
and every morning I curse the sky for opening my eyes.
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