.

remember when i said i am accustomed to loneliness? turns out my mind is growing out of it
i could feel myself inching closer towards insanity
perhaps this confined space isn't what i deemed to be a sanctuary

i could feel my throat constricting, allowing no voice allowing silence in this desolated surrounding
no matter what i do, no matter what i say, those words come out and burn in air
l
feel
so
helpless

if only.. if only