Unease of Heart.

My mind is here but my soul is lost.
Escape from here is what I need.
Fear creeps forward in purest dark.
Why am I not moving?

Instead of clinging on to the past,
I switched to enjoying twisted reality.
No, the heart still denies.
Why am I still not moving?

"Why am I still not moving?"

"Why am I still not moving?"

A Nightmare. Shh...
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