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War  ·  1430 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Writing With Refugee: Day 7

The isolation sets in. I try to assuage the chaos I've allowed to run rampant in my head with memories of happiness or content. Nothing is biting. The floor beneath me becomes shaky under my own weight. The sand that has developed underneath slowly drawing me in. Remember that time you saw her smile? You remember that time when you actually finished college? My body continues it's descent. Please I just need a bit more time, I swear I'll figure it out. I wriggle around trying to escape the confines of my own mind. After only a few moments I give in; I'm weak like that. The sand slowly engulfs my body, and the dullness sets in. Just sleep you will feel better in the morning.