i have attended a thousand funerals of the person that i used to be
do you know what it feels like to lose your passion?
do you know what it feels like to lose your fire?
do you know what it feels like to be a burning firework one moment
and then be submerged in the icy waters of a lake frozen over with desire
and not be able to find a way out?
do you know what it feels like to scream only to have water fill your lungs?
do you know what it feels like to dip your feet in longing until it burns?
// hunger
— selene ☽
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