my mind is always racing
from here to there

darting from thought to thought
compulsively

the four corners of my mind
are my worst enemy

i am confined
a prisoner to my thoughts
and my emotions

i press my palms
against the walls
and i push and push
with more force each day
trying to fight for air

but it seems
with more force
the walls begin to crumble
and cave in

until one day
they collapse
and i’m free