I left it all,
but in my head.
I was alone… but it was good for once.
there’s no one to impress and no one to lose in my head.
Deep in my mind I found a cabin.
I went there with no connection to the outside world.
It gave me time to kill.
Then I realized killing time was killing me.
The in-head getaway of my imagination was turning into yet another hell because of time.
Loneliness was becoming apparent.
time is still fading…
In the cabin there was a clock.
I sat at the desk and fiddled with a pencil and piece of paper.
I tried to write a good memory down.
I couldn’t focus though…
the clock was ticking.
I took the clock off the wall and buried it in the woods in the back.
I went back into the cabin and the clock was still there… ticking away.
I found one thing I cant escape,
even in my mind.
Time
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