Nowhere To Run

I'm somewhere I don't know
I am confused of what's taking place at this very moment
Not a place to go
Not a thing to do
Not a single person in sight
Trying as hard as you can to make sense of this
Always ending up here at various times
It has sort of a comforting feeling which gives you a chance to think things through
But now it's filled with anxiety and fear
Unbearable to a point where you think your going to die
And as soon as it came it's gone
It's a distant memory in your mind that is a part of history
A history that is to repeat itself





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