Minutes hours and days

I can’t seem to break the cycle.

As I watch days turn into weeks

Weeks into months

Still I remain the same

Stuck in the same spot

Isolated on an island of my own creation

With only my thoughts to keep me sane

I am losing myself in this fictional place

No time in space.

I no longer live in the moment.

I live in my dark twist head

At least I feel safe

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