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prison of the mind
There is no one but me in here.
Alone.
Yet still the fear fills me.
Constant and unrelenting.
Self imposed.
Pulling from a lie.
A lie that keeps me in this place.
A place of agony.
My mind is this place.
A place I forget is only for me.
Bearing judgement through the eyes of another.
Seeping into this place.
The place that should be mine alone.
Hanging it over my own head.
Never once was any of it said.
The one place I should be free to be who I really am.
But I always think of another and In turn what they would think of me.
So not even in my own mind am I free.
© Ben Johnson
Alone.
Yet still the fear fills me.
Constant and unrelenting.
Self imposed.
Pulling from a lie.
A lie that keeps me in this place.
A place of agony.
My mind is this place.
A place I forget is only for me.
Bearing judgement through the eyes of another.
Seeping into this place.
The place that should be mine alone.
Hanging it over my own head.
Never once was any of it said.
The one place I should be free to be who I really am.
But I always think of another and In turn what they would think of me.
So not even in my own mind am I free.
© Ben Johnson
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