Fatal Solitude

A night full of whispered sorrows digging into my skull, carving every piece of despair that lies within my soul. I wanted to sleep and escape the pain, but my head are full of voices, grudging my desire to be put in deep slumber. I lay in the dark peaceful bedroom of mine, but I've got a war in my mind. After all this time, the solitude I have is a painful thing that latch onto me, it is never peaceful. Voices get louds where it's the most silent, pushing your limits to shattered in pieces. 

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