Just Another Panic Attack by joga-maciejsdottir, literature
Literature
Just Another Panic Attack
I'm dying for 137th time
Or 138th? I don't remember anymore
But this time it's for sure
Or at least
Until 139th time
It depends
Like dropping black curtain
Or stepping into a deep hole
Like in those moments
When you're falling asleep
And i wonder
Is it what death
Looks like
I don't think i really want to know
Maybe i'm not dying
like normal people do
Maybe every time
I'm losing another piece
From puzzles of me
Or an ant dies
In the anthill of my soul
From where the Queen
Is long gone now
I'm not a woman
a man
a human
an animal
nor a plant
I'm not pretty
ugly
smart
or stupid
I'm not anything
I'm not even myself
I'm a little bit of
Sunlight
Air
Earth
Water
I'm what they look like
When they get togather
To do a little dance
In the middle of the Universe