so it seems I'm someone I've never met.

Maybe that's why he had started to fear suffocation. It wasn't so much drowning in the earth or sea but the feeling that he was sinking into too many expectations, literally getting in over his head.

- Rick Riordan

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Stuck on the seat.

Mouth not moving.

Limbs gone numb.

Mind not there.

It never reached that state of depression.

Until the mouth wouldn't move.

No words came out.

No food went in.

She sat there at the seat.

Holding a knife.

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At knife point,

her mind began to wander

if this was the end.

She wanted to cut the noose free,

she wanted to free herself.

She wanted to free her mind.

But at knife point,

she contemplated

if she had ended it all instead

but she hesitated.

Because her life flashed through

her watery eyes.

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She was sleep walking.

Running around in her mind.

She was sleep walking.

Hiding in fear, finding an escape.

She was sleep walking.

Walking to the kitchen to pick up the knife.

She was sleep walking.

Talking to herself with her eyes opened.

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Her broken eyes,

her sad soul.

No one could save her.

She was better off dead.

She was better off with the noose around her.

She was better off being broken.

She would push the whole world away.

She would push everything away.

She would beg to breathe again,

but she wouldn't.

She was better off killing her own mind.

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M.

You will only hear these elegant crimes,

fall on your ears from criminal dimes.

They spill unfound from a pretty mouth.