You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.

That is my greatest fear.
Being locked in a room that is bare,
All my usual distractions gone.
All the shells built up over the years.
All thoughts and feelings laid bare.
I would then have to face that internal dialogue,
With nothing to pause, distract or dampen it.
No coping mechanisms, no fancy games to play,
Just emotions.


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