In Which I Swallow My Last Breath

This is the story in which I die and come back to life I thought it was over I felt powerless, purposeless but I of course discovered the opposite side of the coin I gave up, almost from the highest roof I’ve had in this city I could have flung myself I didn’t do it, I couldn’t be like he was Instead I was brave I called a number told someone got help a three day suspension from the real world can be more helpful than I knew every cell in my body heaved I swallowed my last breath learned to sink into the emotion deeper and deeper and deeper I sank, down through the ice cap miles thick of the trauma I froze in down, down into the waters below I learned every feeling is allowed and once I learned that, the process of completion could begin