Anew

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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