Isolation.
White room.
Padded doors.
Writings on the wall, drawings of a golden moon.
Stories of an forbidden island and it's shores.
Barred windows.
The voice calling from the blackness.
Straight jacket.
Fantasies & dreams, my favorite shows.
Happy, sad. Unhappy, mad.
OCD, forcing me.
Sharp whispers, please help me.
Laugh or scream. Left in a daze.
Coming undone watching yourself run.
Stepping away from the haze.
Rocking back and forth, staring wickedly at the floor.
How much more.
Isolation.
Forever locking the door.
Blind of emotion, mind & time.
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