In The Millennial World

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Staring into the void, it felt shrinking.
The darkness was vast, yet somehow felt fragile
As if the world were collapsing inward to a single point.
Nothing would ever follow the same fate again.
Destiny was no longer a path to walk
It was a narrowing tunnel, closing in, and growing smaller and smaller
Until, no light could pass through.
Things... began to fade.
The edges of memory, the warmth of my own heartbeat of everything slipped through my fingers like dust.
It was the emptiness blooming, hollowing and echoing
Swallowing little strengths of what's left.

Every image of who once was sealed away with each breath
Itself was all that there is left..
Thoughts disconnected, losing their shape before they could grasp.
They dissolved in silence, consumed by it's own weight of this world
It's growing thinner and thinner every bit of it
There's nothing to do other than to leave it at place

Some made it out.
Some... don't.

It's the opposite with memories.
Out of everything, it's only left that are the tiny portions like pocket size
They arrive in fragments, coming and going like tides.
And when they reach the line... they stop.
That's where everything freezes.

All that's left is what still remains...
Whatever pieces is there are to grasp.
And the place.. is where to stand now.

At the edge of the cliff, looking down and
hovering above a path that leads into a mirror
A reflection of every version of myself

I can't reach anymore....

"Where am I.. why am I here?
Why.. is it all so far away.." Yuza

I wondered to myself, asking myself...

I was lonely.
I was miserable.
Left here on my own,
I felt misunderstood.

Well... there was a reason.
My own reason for running off for making it a task to escape.
I was trying to find a way back into my world,
to the life where I had a husband and a child who wasn't technically mine but who I've care for a lot
I just wanted to return, hoping that future would stay with me forever.... but I could already feel it change like it's slipping away.
It's impossible to go back.
There is no returning home.

There is no road that leads backward.
No place left to run, and nowhere to escape.

Looks like... I'm left alone here
In a place, where everything is unusual
Where I don't belong in a place that feels like home
A home where I'm trapped...
A place that doesn't seem like a home where you don't fit in
Just.. being in a different world