Diffusion

Like a drop of the blackest ink in a vase of water

Slowly infecting the purity

Your words infect me.

The doubt spreading and suffocating

Until the clarity that once was is no longer

Until I am blind

Voiceless.

Wordless.

A living death

The doubt spreading and suffocating

Until I can’t move unless you direct me

Until I am useless

Putty in your hands

A ghost of what I used to be.

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