Fri, 10/19/2018 - 00:04 -- KaleeJo

It's nights like this
Where my mind is a cage
My thoughts rattling around behind the bars
Screaming at my from every angle
I can't process my thoughts
I can't escape my thoughts
And I feel trapped
In this whirlwind of rights and wrongs
And what ifs
And why's
And I shut down
I don't even have the energy to organize the chaos in my brain
And I know waking up in the morning will be hard
I know getting out of bed in the morning will be hard
I know this is the beginning
Of yet another stay at jail in my mind
And I don't know how long my sentence is

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