with shortness of breath

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the hold in my hand becomes unbearable,
so I let it go.

my name is called in a desperate whisper,
over and over again.
like a sweet and soft melody you would sing to your child while trying to put them to sleep
and, somehow, I couldn't care less about this anxious voice.

darkness surrounds me
but I'm not afraid of the unknown,
every night I look for the shiny freckles in the sky
and every night ends up the same.

sometimes my mind blocks the only source of air in this small and asphyxiating world,
that's when I count the holes the little diamonds left in the naked blue.

my body feels cold.

I can't breathe,
but somehow I don't feel scared of this abyss sensation.

there is a metallic taste waltzing about my tongue.

vague memories play in my head of what should be a normal day.

then why can I feel a cold chill toy with my body?

why do I feel butterflies in my stomach?

why do I feel water running down my cheeks?

why do I want to feel remorse for myself?

why do I want to feel scared so badly?

why did I want to disappear?





HEY HEY HEY! welcome to Saturn and I hope you like it, this has been an ongoing project that I just didn't dare to post before. this whole story is based on the song "Saturn" by Sleeping at Last so please give it a chance. Love, Sofia aka Sad Potatoh x

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