The Neutron Star - after Dita Indradi
It hurts to realize
you did not grow as much
as you thought
That the absence of sadness
did not mean you stopped being sad
just that you stopped feeling it
And once you open up the space
where you thought void resided
you discover your old friend
You thought you'd left her behind.
In your last assessment
you no longer met the criteria for CPTSD
But there she is,
burning hot, dense, magnetic, dead
All that's left of the supernova of your childhood