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Trapped


I'm lost in this tiny space, my mind has decided to leave and didn't warn me. I have no human interaction, not even the warmth of sunshine on my face. My thoughts are random and seem meaningless, yet they are taking control of me. The silence is slowly killing me, making time seem to come to a complete stop. I'm talking to the walls as if they understand my pain and my confusion. I'm speaking to myself expecting a response other than my own, something other than the voices in my head arguing. I want out, I want to be released I want to feel sane again, maybe my mind will return in the proper state and maybe just maybe I could feel like myself again.

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