What if they add the belief of god
To the list of psychological disorders
And afterlife, and fate, and the soul
Would you believe them
Would you breathe a sigh of relief
Would a weight be lifted from you
Or would you feel robbed
The last chapter torn out
The color drained away
Meaning gone
Would you find yourself screaming
At the stars
Shivering as the snow settled on your
Naked body
Your breath floating away in little puffs
Watching the bottle of pills
Float on the water
Then gone
Beneath the bridge
You’re standing on
Had this moment always been
A second an eternity
Or, did something come before
Your breath floating away in little puffs
Shivering.
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