Reminisce
Silence.
A thought drifts within my mind.
A face, an image, a sound, a noise.
Laughter, beyond the confines of my mind.
Stuck in place, tortured and imprisoned.
But no one is around me. What is this pain I feel?
My thoughts continue.
Darkness envelops my eyes.
The world has no more to offer me.
The images flash before the back of my eye-lids, savoring each and every one. But once they pass, discontent.
Happiness, just within reach, leaves me stuck in the bottom of a cavern which I cannot escape.
Light shines from above, eviscerating all sanity and then the realization that there is no escape. Imprisoned by self-imposition, unmovable due to fear.
I open my eyes.
Padded walls.
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