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
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