Panic

What’s the next step?
The next move with my life
My thoughts have ceased
The wheels of creation, turn no more
A stand still in a moving world
A world, where I feel so out of place
A time and place, where it doesn’t agree with me
Have I outgrown my thoughts?
Is my time here ending?
My mind is never blank
A panic state I enter
I haven’t felt like this before
What do I do?
Who do I trust to ask for advice?
I’m alone, lonely
Am I even alive? Or is this the afterlife?
Too quiet, the voices in my head are silent
Am I dreaming?

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