Conversation with myself
Locked inside it feels like hell
Cannot find a place to dwell
Staring though my prison cell...
And I wonder...
If I'm out of me
then where am I?
If I can't find a way
then where do I go?
If life catches up with me
then where do I run?
If time went to sleep
then how would I wake up?
If the end never comes
then when will I die?
If isolation comforts me
then when am I insane?
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