I am losing all sense of time
It's been twenty days of isolation
But I would believe you if you told me it has been fifty days
Or fifteen hours
It's nearly midnight
But to me, it could be three am or nine pm
It's the beginning of April
But I feel like April is halfway gone or hasn't started
If I were not stuck in my home
I would not know where I am
My mind and body have begun to turn into goo
Every day feels like a repeat of the last
I miss people more as the minutes turn to hours
And the hours into days and days into weeks
It has nearly been a month
But I am deteriorating at a far faster rate
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Saturday, April 4th, 2020 (20th day of quarantine because of COVID-19
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Daily Quarantine Poetry
PoetryI have decided to write a poem a day describing how I am feeling, what I did that day, and/or my main thoughts revolving the day for the duration of my quarantine. This will go through a world win of emotions and there will probably just be straight...
