It’s ok

It’s different
It’s like a cover
a thin blanket that does not move does not shred
staying over my head
covering me
suffocating me
killing me
no room to breath
 no room to move
but i push it farther away
 and farther away
its a tug of wills
one which I have lost
one which I have won
only that it never ends.
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