I Am Dying And No One Can Save Me But Myself

A kind of death

pills can palliate

Yet another, friends may abate

But what happens when the thing you are dying from

is Yourself

How does one without save you from the One within?

This, is the most difficult process in this incarnation.

Yet,

Amidst the activity — or lack thereof,

I seem to have control.

I have control

Because, look,

I’m alive.

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