Still, I Plummet

The world revolves around the sun,

Winter, Spring, Summer, now Autumn has come,

Season’s change and I still think of you,

My purpose in life is now askew.

I try so very hard to put on a smile,

A laugh as I pretend not to think for a while.

Underneath I feel like I could explode,

But only I know the disarm code.

Thoughts erupt that I deserve it,

That I wouldn’t be the best fit,

Punishing myself for the onslaught,

Flashing images of that strange-looking clot.

This guilt will only wear me down,

My chest sinks as I start to drown,

I watch as I let the current take me,

Still, I plummet into the sea.

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