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Count Down
Counting down the minutes
until life loses all meaning.
Quickly rethinking everything
that was said and done.
Drifting slowly from place
to place, until judgement
day is upon me. Look and
expect the worst, why
should it be different
this time. That same
feeling of helplessness has
returned, only I welcome it.
Cross my fingers and hope
for some kind of miracle,
a miracle that doesn't exist.
Stranded all alone, no one
around except the images
from my head, trying to
break free from the
illusion that has held
them so safe. Voices
are all around, but there
is no one in sight. My
mind is starting to take
over, and I'm unable to think.