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Fading
Eyes, too tired to close
Mind, too busy to open
Lungs, too full to breathe
Heart, too empty of beat steady.
They’re fading fading fading.
Land, too solid to walk on
Sea, too liquid to float in
Sky, too small to fly across
Space, too vast to drift.
They’re fading fading fading,
Away Away Away.
Boat, too soft for a bed
Bed, too hard for a boat
Stars, too everchanging for sailing
Ocean, too common for stars.
They’re fading, sailing, drifting,
Away Away Away.
Monitor, too loud to be heard
Pulse, too quiet to go unnoticed
Bile, too sour to be brought up
Medicine, too sweet to keep down.
They’re fading, dying, drifting,
Away away away.
Pulse, too slow to be real
Boat, too fast to be fake
Space, too perfect too drift across
Mind, too broken to care.
They’ve faded faded faded,
Away Away Away.
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This was a poem I made during a particularly slow moment where I was left alone with my thoughts. It's based off a near and dear character I created and their struggles navigating their mind and the world around them.