Asylum
Have you ever felt you were locked in a box and there's no way out !
It is how his life has been for many years.
No matter how he tried to escape this microcosm life, it became normal.
He often wondered why he was so different from the other children who laughed and played with their friends while he was left alone.
He knew and associated with many people during his life
but always lived in solitude.
Too late in life it became apparent that there was something outside that box.
He just could not get out of it. For years he tried.
It was that box!
The only way he knew how to live was in that box.
He strained to pull himself out, wanting nothing more than a normal life.
Finally he climbed out and cautiously venture the outside.
The scars of his time closed off from the real world has caused him to leave his life, most of it anyway, in that closed-in prison of his mind...The Box.
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