Psyche’s Prison pt. 2

/ Mike

In psyche’s crumbling prison
I scrawl dreams upon the walls
Lost sanity and freedom while
Silence slices through the halls
No visitors, no guards
The solitude consumes me
Voices whisper from the darkness
A haunt of words accusing
As I sink into the shadows

Image cred: laicho at unsplash

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