When was the last time someone took care of you?
Too long, I whispered breathless into the dark.
Too long, my soul cried, screaming out from the darkness and the fear and the tears and the pain.
Too long, stifling my own needs, my own voice.
Too long, ignoring the helpless, faint calls from abyss.
Too long, with logic and reason, power of the mind over matter.
Too long, the accumulation of matter into clutter in my inner spaces.
Too long, pouring from a cup so empty it echos while another fills to the brim, overwhelming.
Too long, ignoring the connection between body and spirit, the ecstatic transcendence of their union as one.
Too long, I whispered into the dark. Too long.
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