Black Monday
Delving deep
Tar black, so dark I can’t see clear
All the memories, past and present
Mingle inextricably yet fighting one another to gain hold
To love or to not
Rise up or jump straight into the abyss
2 choices, A and B
Simple yet complicated
Took a deep breath
In and out, In and out
That’s what they told me on the tv
It works, but still
My chest tight, burns
I can feel the searing pain, right here
In the middle of 2 peaks that is my breast
So real, yet invisible to the eye of the beholden
A sound muffled within
Yet, my vocal cords are trembling
I took a deep breath
1 time, 2 times, 3 times
Slowly, the water works
Cascading like a waterfall
I can hear it now, that low, muted voice
Wrenching my gut
It drown me so deep
Sad yet alleviating
Strange yet familiar
Can I, stay?
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