In Quarantine from Isolation by FiveSidedDice

I can't believe I even found it
Easy to work my way around it
I guess this time that I will see it
Through to the ending my friend
In love and life I seem to lose it
Easier than I prove it
Lost all my thoughts inside
A hole that I dug deep within myself

I find the words
When I'm no longer trying
To rhyme them
I find I'm cursed
I speak too much
When there's nothing left to be said
Happily miserable
Boring and free
In quarantine

I always find a new catharsis
Thinking I'm always above this
Til I fall back down below
Into lack of control
I'll find a new way to express it
Walking in the dark undressing
Let my foes laugh at me naked
They'll never see what I'm holding

I find the words
When I'm no longer trying
To rhyme them
I find I'm cursed
I speak too much
When there's nothing left to be said
Happily miserable
Boring and free
It's the worst thing to be
I hate me

You'll find a friend
In your alienation
You'll meet at the end of your fall
You're on the mend
With your new medication
You don't need them after all

You'll find a friend
In your alienation
You'll meet at the end of your fall
You're on the mend
With some new medication
You don't need them after all

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