Exile

There is a feeling when the whole world around you is moving, and you are standing in the centre of this chaos, completely alone. These invisible walls seem to be closing in tighter and tighter, and every step feels like travelling a thousand miles. It's as if you're trying to get out, but all you manage to do is sink deeper into your own thoughts and fears.

Night is approaching, bringing with it a dark emptiness that you want to escape from, but you don't know where to go. And there it is - self-imprisonment. You are like a prison to yourself, and every whisper from the dark corners only reminds you of this. There is no victory in this escape, only the search for a way out that seems to not exist.

You are surrounded by ghosts - your own insecurities - and no matter how hard you try to break free, your shadow is always there, clutching a weapon aimed only at yourself. In this inner exile, you are left alone.