There i was staring at the same blank white wall,
but this time it wasn't so blank after all.
Full of colorful posters, memories and notes, yet, so barren~ as if painted over by silence;
the cluttered room, filled with stale air,
I sink in the mattress, caught in its snare.
the fan hums softly, mixed with the faint scent of old coffee.
My mind spins frantic, tangled and tight,
yearning for peace in the stillness of the night.
Overly aware of my own skin;
My heart racing, pulsing within.
feeling insanely alone, though people surrounded me.
The daily urge to run away unseen~ to leave my friends and family behind.
Just wishing this silence in my head would fade,
for colors on the walls not to feel so frayed.
For the clutter to vanish, the heaviness to part,
and leave room for the calm to fill my heart.
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