A Journey of a Thousand Miles
The isolation
is only the beginning.
Alone in a room,
the stillness disturbed,
intermittently by shivers.
A cage-match
with demons ensues.
Sleep is fleeting and fitful.
Dreams an unsolvable puzzle,
disparate pieces out of order
and just out of reach.
Time crawls as shadows
and hints of sunlight
denote day versus night.
There is no escape,
the only option is through.
Through the abyss
of broken promises,
missed opportunities,
and failure. Your end,
the beginning, the first step.
SMG
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