I sit alone within this room
though my mind lurks elsewhere
In a mirror, I see a reflection of me
But when I blink, I am nowhere.
Each time I speak, voices echo
And the longer I stay, they grow
The walls I built begin to crumble
And all my fears finally show.
Apr 17, 2025
Apr 17, 2025 at 8:12 PM UTC
I sit alone within this room
though my mind lurks elsewhere
In a mirror, I see a reflection of me
But when I blink, I am nowhere.
Each time I speak, voices echo
And the longer I stay, they grow
The walls I built begin to crumble
And all my fears finally show.
Finding an end within the circle of madness
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017
