this void in this husk is true horror. If i could get out of this vacuum i would, least for your company. I hope i dont lose who i was through this black hole that my soul has imploded. I dont think i will be the same on the other side. Thank you for being there when i was the person you met. My soul is internally ripping as the earth into this vacuuming flesh container of which nothing can escape: forests removed tree by tree as hair folicals as oxygen rips from hydrogen the oceans deplete along with my breathe.
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let’s talk??
the void i am familiar with…..
there is light….but stay on this side…..
If purgitory were the event horizon of that gravition thats where you could find me to talk. But all honesty.. There really isnt much left inside me to talk about.
Thank you for the reply though. If i knew what to say i may talk but internally i am lifeless though my shell is reactive. Id need something to talk about but i am empty right now
How well I remember when dissociation was daily for me and of course it happens in social settings and people where mean to me about it.
People who get have gone through it.
Oh I wish I could be that person again