Walls
I sit and stare at these walls covered in paint
These walls white and crevassed
These walls are slowly moving
These walls their confining
They separate me from the outside world
They trap me inside and I can't escape
Those walls their moving ever so slowly still they are so fast I can't keep up with them
The walls are white and covered and shaking! Everything is shaking! The floor below my feet my head all of it is shaking and I can't tell if it's me or if it's real
All I see is this allusion we call the real world.
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Random thoughts
Short StoryViewer discretion is advised, I am mentally stable these are just thoughts and random things I think of. Please don't report me for sharing my thoughts
