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Trapped in psychological warfare

Mental fog as if in a valley upon sunrise

My spirit unable to get up and delight in a new day

Trapped within a fleshly prison

Dawn quickly gets away from me

A single tear to commemorate the fleeting moment

Dreams and ambitions slowly slipping through my fingers

Wondering where it all went wrong

At what hour did they capture and imprison my power

My potential wasting away every moment no sign of help is sent my way

Fully aware that I do not have the luxury of giving up

My mind retreats to a safe place

Suddenly twilight pulls me back to reality

Eager to remind me that the world is moving on perfectly without me

The faint light just before the darkness settles

My rude but necessary wake up call

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