It is prophetic.
that we are alive.
Living in spirals
Loops of feedback from hell.
I am still alive.
I feel the pain,
the agony, the emptiness.
Nothingness was me.
I felt nothing
was worth it anymore.
I feel like throwing myself away.
It was odious.
Letting out the anger
The fear, the whatsoever
that was keeping me in the loop.
I am anew.
The new me
Is an enhanced version of me.
No,
It is a corrected version of me
from the previous blunders.
Definitely not a better me.
But a bolder me.
A someone who is hardened with
experience, salt.
Anew,
fresh.
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