Overwhelming
The days blends together. Not sure what
day it is exactly. Walls all around me. The
stale air feels like a cage. Darkness drifts
in and out Taunting me. Laughing. I see
this place as black and blue. colors of
disgrace. Im trapped in a never ending
maze. Death is on my heels. Run, run, my
conscience says. The voices stop. I feel no
more beating... there, a black hole In my
body. My life crumbles into ash as I float
through this life on to the next...
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