Beber

It became life and death.
So I drank.
And for the first time in three weeks
I do not want to destroy myself.

For the first time in three weeks,
I feel something resembling safe.

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One thought on “Beber

  1. Life, like a river, is in a constant state of change, the high comes after the low, and after we sink into the abyss a sudden joy from an open sky will come. Hope your sky is wider now.

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