Drapetomania

I don't want to die, I just want to disappear.

Climb out the window and escape into another universe.

I feel as though I am the moon;

being pushed away from the tidal friction of the earth.

Being pushed further and further out into space,

while still being held back from the gravitational pull of my past.

 

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