I spend the majority of my time alone.
Trapped in the constant cycle of thoughts that flow through my mind.
The room is silent,
you could hear a pin drop.
All of a sudden my heart stops.
I scream internally,
teleporting back to a time or a place
endlessly working on filling the void of this empty space.
I bruise myself again
traveling back into the past diligently trying to grasp
onto the things that I love and, make them last.
lost in the sauce
lost in deep thought.
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