I woke up in a sickened gaze,
worn out from an emotional maze,
built by the woman that I used to be.
I've ran these circles time again,
back before I knew just when
it was safe, not to wait, but jump free.

The mind- it likes to encase
its victims in a crowded place,
where giving in is way too easy.
But we belong in the openness,
unconfined from all of our created stress.
Let's end this war; call this our treaty.

I'm sorry.

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