Maze

Running out of control

Every thought worse than the previous one

Different names, different places, different people

Same thoughts, same outcome

I try to catch the thoughts

They run around in my brain

Like a child trapped, scared, in a maze

A scared, vulnerable child

Yet

It is I who run

From the thoughts, from the people, from the places

Alas

How do you outrun

What is inside of you?

How do you run from yourself?

How do I escape the maze?

For I am nothing but

A scared, vulnerable child.

Maze

via Daily Prompt: Maze

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