DEATH TO SELF<\/p>\n
I see, hear and feel the truth, but it does not set me free.
\nRather, it pricks my heart with a finely cut dagger.
\nI miss the you’s through out my life, all those I’ve had to say goodbye to.
\nWhy? Why must it always be goodbye?
\nYou were friend, you were family, you were my heart,
\nand now I’m gone, in what feels like an ever expanding expanse.<\/p>\n
But I will keep you, in a pocket within my heart.<\/p>\n
I miss the me’s that have faded, the versions of myself that are dead, that are gone, that are changed.
\nIn most ways, for the better. In some ways, for the worst.
\nI like me. I hate me. I love myself. I hate myself. Depending on the day.
\nBut it’s okay. I accept who I am and who I’m not.<\/p>\n
I lean against the tide of emotion, against the tides of change,
\nuntil the tide lifts me up, my feet off the earth’s crust,
\npropelling me beyond this atmosphere, where no one can see me.
\nJust for a little while.
\nUntil I no longer care that I’m not seen.
\nDeath to self, the objective to disappearing.<\/p>\n
But I will keep a part of myself, too, in a pocket within my heart.<\/p>\n
— Saskia Lynge \/ Hour 6<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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