Disclaimer: Not mine. Simple.
There's not much here - after all, it's a drabble - but please read and review.
Trapped beneath a blanket of thought, unable to force myself up through it. Caught in the confusion of two voices with no distinction between them. Drowning under the liquid of propaganda with no way to swim to the surface and cry for help: A one-sided argument with no voice to call out with. The world is so close and yet so far away. I can't reach out and take a hold, pull myself out of this hell. My body moves, but it no longer belongs to me. I am no longer alive. I simply exist with no voice. No control.
