Have you ever experienced a cycle,
A spiral,
An Anchor weighing down your mind
Been held in place while you try to find,
your way out
Have you ever been held a hostage,
By your own mind so much so,
That you no longer,
Can grasp the concept of time
Have you ever gotten so lost in your thoughts,
that you can no longer find your way out,
So you shout,
You scream
You cry,
Fearing what might come once your last breath dies
You fear what will happen,
You know that it won't change,
You fear the silence,
Is what you'll hear,
Come your last days.
This is one of my slam poems from middle school, I hope the emotion translates
>w<