To Be Stuck On A Virtually Deserted Island
To be stuck on a virtually deserted island is painful enough...
No technology.
No family.
No friends.
Food?!!?!
Ok. So maybe I can do without the technology. It'll be better for my brain...
or at least that's what I hear.
And maybe I can do without the communication,
it's not like I talk much now...
As for food, well I can just find some. There's bound to be food
somewhere.
I can survive. No biggie. I'll just relax for a bit and
turn on some musi-
I have no music.
The melody that keeps me calm in the times of chaos.
I have no music.
The excitement that fills my body in the times of exhaustion.
I have no music.
The blanket of comfort tht hugs me even when I know I'm not worth it.
I have no music.
The barrier from the depths of darkness when it's JUST. SO. HARD.
I HAVE NO MUSIC.
The last song has played (what was it?!)
The soundtrack has ended.
The darkness already closing in.
To be stuck on a virtually deserted island is painful enough...
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