OctPoWriMo Day Ten

I stayed for too long,
not sure when it became
staying over living.

I stayed too long

I’m not much for
reality
hidden in fiction,
I rarely came out.

I stayed too long.

In a world steeped
in my own misery
I stayed for too long.

Nowhere to go
or so I thought
Had doubts from the start
I stayed for too long.

Long years passed
as I hid inside
someone or something else.

I’m out now, a
myself again
thought I’m not sure
I stayed for too long.

r.l.w

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