The feeling of falling... failing and wailing.
In the abyss that has no ending, no landing.
Voice that is completely smothered by the fear that no one hears, no one cares.
A futile run that sheds no light... gives no grip and has no exit.
A battle that is bound to be lost, laden with helplessness and suffocation.
Drowning.
Sinking.
Weeping.
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Moaning.
Dwelling in a feeling that you know shouldn't be yet you don't heed.
Hugs
Happy Feet/ Dumpling
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