My mind has over the years become a dark dungeon,
And Ive been locked in countless times because what's within those walls keeps me like a hostage.
Yet what lies within is depression, Anxiety and Anger fueled by traumas
I've tried to raise the ransom but it's never enough they request for money and my body!
Becoming a slave to my own mind was never a choice but it's the last resort of a losing battle.
I've had so many people come to visit me whilst I was locked in, They promised to stand by me and help set me free as sweet as it seemed,
They gradually withdrew when I was too difficult...