Words fighting
Inside my head
And the dreadful chatter
Behind me
The incessant hum
Of someone else's life
The hot tears
Streaming
Down my face
As I pray that noone is looking

What is this
Isolated
Strange location
A merry-go-round
Of loss and paranoia
Of solipsistic whispers
Of words falling over and over and
The sound of hope
Dying
In the corner of a darkened room.

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