I'm trapped inside my own mind, and it appears that I can't escape.
Every single thought I have ends up repeated over and over again.
I feel like I'm going absolutely insane.
No matter what I do, what I think, I'm haunted by my own concious.
Rusty cement walls surround me on every side, and every time I have a negative thought, the walls close in by another inch.
How do I stop thinking so negatively when I know that my demise is inevitable?
Maybe I should let the thoughts come, and let the walls crush me.
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 12:48 PM UTC
I'm trapped inside my own mind, and it appears that I can't escape.
Every single thought I have ends up repeated over and over again.
I feel like I'm going absolutely insane.
No matter what I do, what I think, I'm haunted by my own concious.
Rusty cement walls surround me on every side, and every time I have a negative thought, the walls close in by another inch.
How do I stop thinking so negatively when I know that my demise is inevitable?
Maybe I should let the thoughts come, and let the walls crush me.
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