Trapped, lost insde,
there's nowhere left to hide,
no refuge from this constant battle,
the struggle within myself.
The eternal quarrel between thoughts and memories,
a fight that has crippled me.
Taken my will, my strength,
parakyzing my mind, not allowing me to think.
A constant, agonizing regret,
thought of what could have been are plaguing,
thoughts of what will never be are drowning me.
The constant misconception of what is real, and what is gone,
the defeating realism of what is now,
the overtaking doubt of soul,
the losing struggle of thoughts, feelings, desires.
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