On the table
Doctor
Family
Friends
All gathered close
As the cosmos bends
Their voices fade
Soft shadows slow
Trying to reach
The you below
Mind drifts
Where the dark winds blow
Rings of cognition
Start to glow
Thoughts fall
In a spiral flow
Through working memory
Toe to toe
Dreams crack
A collapsing halo
Carrying truths
From long ago
Identity folds
In a mirrored echo
Each shard whispering
I’m you
I know
Emotion flickers
In a fading glow
A warm small creature
Letting go
Bias breaks
In the undertow
Letting futures
Finally grow
And behind the door
Marked 801
The psyche turns
To a silent sun
Ink visible
Truth undone
Ending the chapter
Where all becomes
One
Then
The center pulls
The edges run
The mind collapses
To a single drum
A black hole hums
The story’s done
Everything falls
Back to
One
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Hypno therapy maybe where counting backwards is the induction process. A wonderful write that reaches out for help. Well done my friend
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