Unravel

You see this,

this

is how

I

unravel.

 

I fall to the

floor.

 

This is where it all

begins.

 

I have finally ripped free from all the stitching

 

Torn all the fabric

 

You will pick up each and every piece

 

in an attempt to try to sew them back together again

 

But can't you see?

 

I dont want you to fix me.

 

I dont need you to.

 

Nor do I want you to.

 

You see

 

This is our end.

 

And this

 

This

 

Is where

 

I


Begin.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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