#writephoto July 8, 2021


I sit watching the little creatures scurry up and down the stones, only wishing I could be them, just for a moment, long enough to escape this dungeon cave. Circumstances all my own doing, landed me here in this dismal resort. “If only” repeats in my mind like an old sad song full of guilt and longing refrains of regret. I somehow, absentmindedly, chose this, my subconscious ruled for once, knowing the outcome beforehand. It won’t be long now, darkness will fill the space, almost a relief to be done with it all.



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