down and under

I don’t even know how I am still standing
How have I not been crushed under this suffocatingly-liberating love of yours
I am still eating, but lesser.
I am still working, but slower.
I am still living, but faster.
I am still thinking, but only of us.
I am going, I know, I am going down and under.
And I will be there till you come to take me away
From there too
You will keep me company in the asylum, I know you will.
It's liberating is it not
Oh! it's suffocating?
No it's not
Not for me
Never for me

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