My mind is a monster,
I hide for fear of it,
afraid of its power,
afraid when I hear of it.
My mind, it controls me,
my life's in its hands.
It can turn me to chaos,
and I can't take that chance.
So I try to escape
every danger within,
I can't move in its presence,
so danger it brings.
I am trapped, I am bound,
I am it's prisoner.
I fall to the ground,
begging for its forgiveness.
As soon as I'm freed, though,
with a thought, I am hit,
I'm out of my mind,
and there's no way back in.
-GS
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