Thoughts running rampit create a storm of uncertainties in my mind.

A place to hide from their constant rattling is all I hope to find.

Uneventfully I travel in circles always begining  at the same place where I end.

This chaotic loop is something that can't be broken, at best I hope that it will bend

These chains that bind me come from nightmares black as coal.

Trapped in a downward spiral, quickly it is spinning out of control.

How can you escape when it is your own memories locking you in a cage.

Taunting my soul, breaking me down with the everlasting war that they wage.