My own chain

 I want to write...

I want to brain storm

But there's a storm in my brain

And I'm feeling I'm losing the fight 

I say everything is alright,

While wondering if everything will ever be alright 

Sometimes i struggle to get out of my bed 

And feel I need to run away

From inside my own head 

Step the gas in the highway 

Not knowing where I go

But going away from what is behind 

And I don't want to hide from anything 

Or hide anything I'm , but seems I don't get rest

Is easier when I'm alone in the forest 

Where every wild animal should be 

If I don't see anything binding my arms or feet 

Why can't I feel I'm free 

Why I don't see wounds 

Yet feel this pain

Maybe that's it ...

I've become my own chain