My Dark Soul

I'll Be

I'll be who

I want to be.

I'll read

what I want to read.

I'll write

what I want to write.

I'll think

what I want to think.

But.

I can't.

I'm locked into a place

where broken toys,

and crushed dreams,

and the promise of no future,

is what keeps it running.

I ask myself

everyday

what did I do

to get myself here?

Did I murder?

Did I snap?

Did I go insane?

Did I let the monsters inside my brain

speak their mind?

Did I rebel?

Did I feel too much?

What did I do?

I know

it wasn't one of those things.

Can someone lock you up

simply because you're different

simply because you think

simply because they want to?

The answer.......

Is yes.