Loneliness

Loneliness;

Just a state of mind, 

is it not? 

Mental ropes that bind, 

Prisons that leave you to rot.

No real punishment- 

No test. 

Save for this blinding pain in your chest. 

Your efforts are in vain. 

You cannot win this fight. 

This fight against 

Yourself.

Heart. 

Body. 

Mind. 

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