too small

do you ever feel so tr
apped like the world
‘s too small or perha
ps your heart is too
big, and you are in t
his tiny space with
your soul popping
out of your body, bi
t by bit until you ar
e nothing less than
decaying flesh, leak
ing your essence wi
th a rotting shell col
lapsing within itself
? soon I will reduce
to a powder at the ha
nds of a creature wh
who finds it satisfyi
ng to crush me withi
n her too-soft hands,
my own hands, my
own–I die & I kill & it
is all the same. this
world can never cont
ain my dust. I wash a
way in the dirt and br
eeze, forgotten & forg
etting, lost & losing.

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