Escape

I'm not safe here. This place I call my mind, is this not supposed to be my sanctuary? My solace? Why can I not escape what plagues my psyche?

No focus, no defense, no iron walls to hide behind like the rest of the world.

What is supposed to be a fortress has been torn down to nothing but rubble; a grave site for any comfort that used to be, any control I've managed to collect.

Where shall I go if I cannot sink into the recesses of my self?

For I am not safe here, nor will I ever be there.