Shutting Down

As I uncoiled myself from my bed.
And as my body rebooted again n again.
I was trying to get out of my bed, but couldn’t.
I started shouting for help, but no one heard me.
Helpless n alone.
Dyeing n suffering.
 I only had an option, just shut myself down.

And bury myself and forget myself.


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