Alone in my room
Trapped between four walls
Whispering nonchalant words
"Am I alone ?" I dare to ask myself
Fear running through my veins
Of the possibility of being alone again.
Trapped between four walls , just me and my mind.
Alone again.
The words bounce back
And my demons dare answer me
With the voice of my own
I hear the answer that I feared
"Alone , I am"
And it seems like I'll always be.
Just trapped between these four walls.
Alone.
With just my demons and thoughts.
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