Echoes of Misery

I repeat myself over and over
An endless string of blunder—
Knotted and tied with my affliction
Ending nowhere but in damnation
Echoes bouncing on walls and pillars
While Iโ€™m locked under cellars—
My words falling with a clatter
Echoes of bone-chilling isolation
Over and over
My voice travels in crevices of the river
Slowly drowning in water
I can see my reflection
A figure of distortion—
Falling deeper and deeper
Over and over.

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