Mind raging out of control.
Feelings of being prisoned has taken toll.
With only thoughts and visions as my friend,
wondering when does it stop and where does it end.
Emotions of all sorts but emotionally unstrong,
trying to figure out where in life I truelly belong.
Like a back without a bone, or a voice without a tone,
to scared to go, to scared to stay,
my mind still raging this very day.
Copyright © Tonya Turner | Year Posted 2012