Gagged and bound
Hemmed in by eight swords, stabbing the ground
I'm afraid to make a sound
Alone and afraid
But at any point I'm free to walk away
And yet I choose to stay
Each sword a negative thought
A harsh word that I believed and bought
I am anxiety fraught
Not doing what I ought

My arms are tied
A red blindfold covers my eyes
I am trapped by my own mind
No one but me -
The only thing stopping me from walking free
Is my refusal to see
This persistent denial
Holding on to past hurts like a child
preferring darkness over light
It's time to reclaim my sight