Poetry / Isolated Dreamer
My darkest day is night; the truth in things can hide. Searching for the light just within my reach, still too far to grasp. I scream but I can’t speak. I fear the breath I breathe.
I can feel the air is thick. Humid to the touch, “Isolated”
I’m running through a labyrinth a field of endless maze. Searching for escape.
Tortured by a pain, poisoned by my mind.
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