Levitate

Levitate,
Dangle by a thread,
My feet don't touch the floor.

Levitate,
Lift my weary head,
There's pounding on the door.

Levitate,
Past all the lies I'm fed,
I won't start keeping score.

Levitate,
My body fills with dread,
I won't walk there anymore.

Levitate,
I hear the slipping lock,
It sounds different than before.

Levitate,
Beyond the chiming clock,
I am chilling to my core.

Levitate,
No hope is left in stock,
I know there's no reward.

Levitate,
Dangle by a thread,
My feet don't touch the floor.
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She [redacted] herself in her closet.