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In Isolation

I'm trapped inside this torment I can't escape

I wish I could give up and walk away

it's not so easy being confined to distance from living

surrounded by empty space and silence from the other side

solitary existence feels like a lie

I've become a ghost believing I still breathe and yet no one acknowledges me

this prison of emotional pain keeps me locked into place

and I reach through the empty spaces only to find cold rejection

the empty space and silence have sentenced me to a certain death

I watch as it crawls all over the places where life used to be

and now I haunt the ground I walk longing to live again

hope is slipping away and I can only see one way out

and yet nothing would change

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andrew-owens
American
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Jun 17, 2019
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