No one to talk to, alone with my mind,
So, I delve deeper into the abyss and get bind,
My thoughts wander off to the darkest of spaces,
Lost in the labyrinth of my mental mazes.
The silence is deafening, the emptiness vast,
A solitary confinement that seems to last,
But all I have is my own inner voice,
A constant companion, my only choice,
And though it leads me to the depths of despair,
I hold on tight, for there's no one else to care.
Seeking solace in the darkness, a glimmer of light, a ray of hope,
To pull me out of this mental slope.
No one to talk to, living in my thoughts to live life,
But I'll keep on going, through the struggles and strife,
For though my mind may go to the darkest of places,
I know I'll emerge, with strength and grace.
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