Endless

I saw the signs but I ignored them. Maybe I didn’t, didn’t notice, didn’t see. I can’t tell anymore. But it doesn’t matter, it’s too late now. There’s nothing I can do. There’s no way out. Trapped in a never-ending loop. Day after day it’s all the same. I wish I could have known. Could have had a warning. The pain is never physical, but it might as well be. It’s all in my head. I know it is, but why won’t it stop? If it is in my head, I should be able to make it stop. But I can’t. I don’t know why, but nothing works.

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