I'm trying. I'm trying so hard.
But I'm having to learn something new, I'm having to adapt.
I'm having to learn to breathe again, I'm having to create a tether.
But it's so difficult when it's not there, I can create the tether, but it's a long way from home.
It's so hard when I missed none of this, but will never stop thinking of that.
My escape. My perfect escape. A distraction from the tedious everyday. The place where it started, the place it all ends.
Having to relearn yourself is difficult, you find things you didn't know we're there, learn things you didn't necessarily want to know.
But to reach the surface, to be able to breathe, you have to recognise it all, you have to accept it and you have to let go.
Breaking free requires focus, it is demanding, you will not slip from its clutches easily, you have to ride out the fear, if you want to breathe.
You don't have to give into it, you don't have to defeat it either, you just have to survive. You just have to breathe.
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The little things
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