Inside of my head,
a prison resides,

A self-made prison where my true spirit hides.

Though never been behind bars,
I feel confined,

A captive of my own thoughts,
endlessly entwined.



My dreams, once vivid,
now dulled by despair,

Each step I take met with self-doubt and care.

Inmates of my heart,
these thoughts conspire,

To shackle my potential,
extinguish my fire.



They taunt me relentlessly,
these voices inside,

Mocking my ambitions,
my courage they deride.

With every chance they get,
they strike me down,

Weaving webs of negativity,
my spirit they drown.



I yearn for freedom,
to break these chains,

To release the dreams that linger and remain.

But the bars are sturdy,
the locks are tight,

A battle within,
where darkness takes flight.



Yet, even in this desolate cell of my own making,

A flicker of hope persists,
quietly awakening.

For I hold the key to my own liberation,

To silence the doubts,
find my inspiration.



With resilience as my shield,
I'll fight this fight,

Unravel the prison,
let my dreams take flight.

I'll be my own savior,
conqueror of fears,

Breaking through barriers,
wiping away tears.



No longer will I be confined by my mind,

I'll reclaim my spirit,
leave the past behind.

For I am not a prisoner,
but a soul set free,

Embracing my dreams with unwavering decree.



So, let the inmates rage,
let their whispers persist,

I'll rise above,
my spirit they won't resist.

For within me lies strength,
resilience, and might,

A beacon of hope,
breaking through the darkest night.
© soulink