I am walking in the dark as though I am walking with the dead.
Like my skin doesn't exist and I am floating somewhere else.
My body no longer there, do I even want to return?
No body, just existence.
What purity that would be.
When I close my eyes I can feel it.
The essence escaping the prison which confines me in my insecurities.
This body and mind are what hold me down from truly being free.
But I can't escape, because I've wrapped myself inside for too long.
Only time will open the gates.
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