I am in a cage that resembles the four walls of my room
the mind craves metaphors to compare the proverbial to the physical
fear comprises the brick and mortar that builds walls and enclosed places
that stifle personal goals and pursuits of inspiration
pens write on their own
loosely guided by brains experiencing temporary relief
to express the free flow of thoughts that stream our consciousness
there are so many things I donโt understand.
my soul cries as i step inside realms I cannot fully comprehend
I cannot help but feel these are the places I am supposed to be
the path winds so much iโm constantly losing my footing of whatโs right side up
fear relinquishes you to the path most walked
yet that is not who I am
artwork by 
๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐น๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐!
