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It's Coming...

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It's coming...
That day when you want to forget and stop breathing.
When you want to cling to a rock in the middle of the ocean,
and maybe...
Slip down under the waves for a second
and try...
Just try to catch a mouthful of salty air.

You want to leave it all behind,
the day everything actually started to crumble.
When you lost him,
and lost her
or the illusion of what she was.
The illusion of what he was supposed to be,
and could no longer support the crayon facade.

When you lost faith in god,
lost the true full smiles
and began to fill up with ashes,
ashes of the dead.
Ashes filling your mouth and throat,
choking you of vital breath.

Others go through it,
others watch the pain and sickness,
the death and the leaving...
The leaving forever.
But the dying one is the one who is set free,
the one who doesn't really feel the death in the end.
They just stop,
and everyone else...
Tries to stop.
Tries to pick up the broken pieces of that life they had...

You sit there,
in a room full of people.
But you're really alone.
Alone with thoughts of yesterday.
Thoughts of what used to be.
Thoughts of how things could be different.

You pull out that faded card,
the one you carry everywhere...
The one printed with a few priceless pictures,
so that maybe you won't forget so easily...
That card,
with the faded edges, bent sides, folded lines...
the words printed, ever so delicately, a printed history.
A memoir...
An epitaph.
A mere summary of what once was,
and never again.

Read it over and over...
waiting for the day.
It's coming...
...
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