The mind can wonder so deep, it can run in circles, confuse us and hurt us. It can be our friend or it can be our worst enemy.
A power so real, so capable of trapping us into our very own prison cell. The walls close in and become smaller and smaller until you feel overwhelmed, heartache and shame.
Anxiety and darkness becomes our new best friend.
It hurts to think
It hurts to laugh without feelings
It hurts to cry without light
We are hollow… Just the prison cell and us.
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