What Will I Do When I Die?

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What will I do when I die?

The rusty steel chipping at the skin of my crimes.
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling to the floor, the bars are gripping round my shadow I can breath but I'm suffocating on the inside.
On the inside.
At least I'm not choking.

I don't want to die.

My shadow is alleviating. In this birdcage with rusty bars, the lock is stuck it won't budge but then again do I really want to go.
I'm heaving.
I'm heaving. Soon this rust is coughing through it sweeps through my mouth and down like a noose.
Like a noose.
It's filling up inside this cage. It's pouring out my body of shame. All it wants is to stop my pain but I'm choking into these flames.

What Will i do when i die?

Now these rusty bars are just mounds of dust. I am free to walk. But I am choked.
I'm choked.

Now what will I do when I die?

#existential-crisis #general #inner-struggle #metaphorical-imprisonment #prison #psychological-trauma

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Comments & Feedback (4)

rosiecolliflower

Dec 27, 2012 at 4:34 AM

@Jamtots Thank you for the re-post! :)

Dec 27, 2012 at 4:41 AM

@rosiecolliflower you're welcome (:

Dec 27, 2012 at 5:02 AM

Excellent! I am enjoying all your work!

rosiecolliflower

Dec 27, 2012 at 10:39 AM

@jackalice Oh Wow. Thank you so much. That has given me so much motivation to keep writing! :)

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