Wed, 03/25/2020 - 10:30 -- Mzzz

I'm miserable. 

It's killing me.

I can't see you,

hold you, 

touch you,

and it's killing me.

I'm alone.

All alone in an abandoned apartment.

The silence, loud. 

My head, messy.

It's torturing me.

I can't breathe,

I can't see,

I can't scream,

and it's torturing me.

The devil, getting near,

Pulling my hair, making me fear.

End this nightmare,

Vanish into thin air.


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