Two weeks


Two weeks
That's what you said
But you don't know whats going on in my head
Two weeks of being inside
How can I hide?
The demons follow my every move
You would think I'd be worried about COVID
But my thoughts could kill me first
Two weeks inside these walls
Will Corona get me?
Will it be me?
Am I going to die?
Two weeks is what you said
But what if I'm already dead?
Two weeks of nothing but myself
Will corona sneak in?
Or will my head win?

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