The Scape of the Earth
I wake to this high gravity.
My strength, to rise from the bed,
to suffer the depravity,
has abandoned me instead.
The room has cheered around me.
In this aquatic blue I find
an ocean deeper than the sea.
The vacuum depths inside my mind,
having sucked my body dry,
leave my with the will to die.
The warmth lies in these blankets still.
And stay, if I possess the will,
should the world keep silent steps,
and leave my to my shallow breaths.
My strength, to rise from the bed,
to suffer the depravity,
has abandoned me instead.
The room has cheered around me.
In this aquatic blue I find
an ocean deeper than the sea.
The vacuum depths inside my mind,
having sucked my body dry,
leave my with the will to die.
The warmth lies in these blankets still.
And stay, if I possess the will,
should the world keep silent steps,
and leave my to my shallow breaths.
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