The Wirings Of My Mind

The wirings of my mind
constructed the whole web
of limitation.

Chained in a cell of a coiled prison
I live in a hole of barbed springs
Weaved & wired by my own self
To console my lost sense of identity.

Caught in the prison of my mind,
A mess so tangled,
Weaving a web of steel,
All around me.
Makes me over think things,
Too complex and too farfetched,
Do I need peace of mind?
Time to untangle the mess.
Somehow.

Escape the mental prison
you have created.
You were always meant to be free
and love unconditionally.

My mind is a cage.
I expected it to be a prism.
It turned out to be a prison.
I am entangled by my own thoughts.
And I don’t know how to unravel the knots.
Where to begin and where to see?
How to save myself from me?

We live in self-made mental prisons,
we allow our minds to be knotted up,
with our emotional trauma,
we live our lives, pleasing others,
living an out and out social drama,
it’s no wonder, the knots,
reach us in no time,
and become nooses,
stifling, suffocating and killing us.

My hearts domain is my prison
I want to release this burden
Yet I hold onto the misery like a crutch
Too consumed by self-doubt
Too scarred to heal
Too beaten to fight
My heart will never see the beauty
My soul will bathe within the
darkness
I had to set you free
from my madness.

This cell it holds my body,
but it also grips my mind.
In solitude I search for answers,
to escape the ties that bind.
The hours tick by ever so slowly
without view of a clock.
I feel the desperate need to roam free,
yet this box has me locked.