I am not done

The spaces between starting and stopping will get wider.

This confliction has made me a stranger to myself.

Terrified of my mind than I am of anything out there in the world, it’s getting too much.. This abyss.. I want out

Somewhere faintly between relapse and total recovery.

I keep falling, walking backwards.

I am powerless

I am not done.

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