De(a/p)th

Sometimes, I need to go towards total physical exhaustion to surrender myself to feelings I otherwise suppress. When physical exhaustion has worn down psychological defense mechanisms — feelings speak.

This time: grief.

When my body breaks, the walls in my mind follow and my heart has no hiding place left

The worst loss is always mine.
Yours is always yours.

Death carries no lesson, no blessing, no gift.
Only a hole, where meaning used to be.