I walked a thin line,

the same as you

and I wondered

is this all there is.

I remember days of

staring at walls,

drinking my coffee

liking a routine.

But I was still buried

trying to find a light,

some indication

that I was all right.

I went to bed early

and I got up late,

still having that coffee

still staring at walls.

I wandered alone

in a sea of people,

I looked in their eyes

they all turned away.

I didn’t really know

what side of the street

what part of the ladder

I landed upon.

I only wanted to breathe

I only hoped I might believe.

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