The Mental Cage
Black as night and in plain sight
My world is slowly coming to an end
As I look inside myself but see nothing else
But a tired soul full of nothingness.
My soul is almost empty
Yet my brain is quite full
Of thoughts that race through time
As I stand still and face the dance of life.
The substance races through my veins
As I awake to life’s same old games
The balloon continues to grow
Ever closer to the inevitable burst.
The sounds in my ear evokes such fear
As I amble about my desolate mind
As time passes the sounds grow silent
But sadly my thoughts become violent
I shake the doors and hear the chains
As I try to escape the dungeon I’m in
But my mind has its grip on me
I cannot evade the mental cage.
(2010)
