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Claustrophobia

  • Writer: twothousand magazine
    twothousand magazine
  • Jul 6, 2020
  • 1 min read

Silence reigned in my life after days free of emptiness

Sober of insurgency

Lethal weariness

We can not overcome the will of

fate

I tighten the seat belts around everyones souls as I bury myself under the bed sheets

Endless time, enough to heal a wound in the sky

Far from this tumultuous world

Closer to who I am

Isolating myself from the burden of thoughts shaded with ruthlessness

We can not help losing people we once called ours

Or ourselves

The outside is mischievous

We can wander around galaxies from within


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