something from soon asleep by drowse

feeling faint around others
hoping I’m just another

on my own:
self imposed

bitter teeth, aching gums
open mouth, spoiled tongue

breathing’s hard when you’re young

“i used to be something
living’s turned me into nothing”

i once had something
now empty feel nothing

“are you afraid of death?

yeah.

me too. there’s no way out of it. you’re going to die. i’m going to die. it’s going to happen. what difference does it make if it’s tomorrow or in eighty years? much sooner in your case. do you know how fast time goes? i was six like yesterday.

me too.

we’re going to die. you are going to die. what else is there to be afraid of?”

i used to feel something
leaving’s turned me into nothing

i am empty. i am nothing.

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