The Monsters in my head

I have been seized motionless, strangled with silence and accusation.

How do I escape this cage that is only seen by me?

There are only a few ways out.

Some are beyond my grasp. I see them above me at a distance so great I ponder how it could ever be reached. I stretch but the gap is bitterly wide.

There are other ways.

They are down.

They are dark.

The shadows from down reach up and tickle my brain with their fingers, trying to invade slowly and quietly so their tainted ideas are gently accepted as mine.

The world has become unsafe and frightening. My skin is stretched tight and the gentlest touch causes pain and uncertainty.

Run...

My brain screams at me and pulls me but I must not. I must stay. I cannot go.

Desperately I cry for peace and redemption. I cry that one day I might be deserving. One day I might be strong enough.

Until I drown from the dirt burying me and chocking my lungs, I will not stop struggling.

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