AN Slightly morbid, kind of weird. Please be kind to me.

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Screaming.

While I twist and cry.

Scratching.

While I try and get away.

Hurting.

Because I'm trapped.

Lashing out.

Forever to be taunted.

I scream, bite and kick and fight.

Looking for a way out.

A way to be free.

My body shuts down in exhaustion.

And my invisible captors gladly take control of my whirling thoughts.

I can't ever get away from them.

My thoughts are my enemy.

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Drifting Dreamer.