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Apr 2019
I sit in the Silence.
The slow tick tick ticking of the clock on the wall.
Nothing is here, no one is here.
I have only the thoughts in my head to keep my company.
I would choose any other company over them.
Their words like poison.
The thoughts spread like wildfire.
My breathing quickens.
I begin to sweat.
I'm no longer thinking.
Only panicking.
I pull out my phone.
I send a text.
I answer a call.
"Hey handsome."
Suddenly I'm not alone in the Silence.
But this is not the reality.
No one is there to save my breaking mind.
Instead, I sit.
And panic, and think, and panic some more.
Only myself, my thoughts, and my demons
to keep me company in that cold Silence
Written by
Xander Jansen  18/M/Wisconsin
(18/M/Wisconsin)   
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