Glass Trap

My Mind is a glass box
Locked from the inside
I am trapped

Pressing my face against the cool surface
My in-ability to speak tightens the small squareness of my prison
My mind is a glass box

On the inside looking out
​I reach out, but only feel icy walls and cold stares
I am trapped

Like a one-way mirror
A stone-faced expression conceals my zigzagging thoughts
My mind is a glass box

Doomed to look on and never touch
No one outside can hear me scream
“I am trapped!”

Driven by silence and insanity
Brought on by my chains
And years of my silent pleas
Falling on deaf ears...

I lay a fist on the wall, another, then another
A web, it splinters, shatters, and cracks
My mind is a glass box
But I am no longer trapped.