No longer

This pressing darkness
no longer scares me
I no longer feel the need to run
to hide
This lonely presence
no longer confuses me
I no longer feel the need to be heard
to speak
This grieving blindness
no longer angers me
I no longer feel the need to falter
to agonize
This swelling heart
no longer beats in me
I no longer feel the need to survive
to reach out…
This pressing darkness
no longer frightens me
I no longer feel the need to be found
to belong

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