You sit and watch helplessly
Your life passes by in front of you
Strapped to a chair you cannot break free
Good times and bad times
Love, hate, jealousy, laughter
You cannot undo anything
You cannot do something differently
Now the first prize, now the booby prize
A cuddly toy, a teasmade, a set of crockery
You force yourself to remember each event
You want to justify your decisions
You feel so cold, so very cold
It's all so vivid, ultraHD, virtually reality
You suppress a scream
Ghosts cannot scream
You admit defeat
You stop struggling
You close your eyes
Game over
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