The Truth of Mind

Can anyone of you guys tell me the feeling of being locked up inside your own mind, unable to find the key that unlocks the door that’s leads you to your own path

(Well let me tell you what the mind really is) The mind is like a prison trapping us in our own thoughts controlling every emotion we have. It controls us like a puppet moving our arms, legs, and mouth; being unable to say anything we become afraid of ourselves.

It’s not only that, but we also encourage the mind to do as it pleases. When we say we are not good enough, we allow the mind to tighten the strings around us. Every time we mess up, put our self down or just give up, we fall in to a deeper hole robbing ourselves of everything.

The mind loves too use any opportunities in-order too deepen the black hole. Chained to our desires, hopeless wishes, and broken dreams, we become an item of emptiness. When this happens we create a mask of dull eyes, fake smiles, and lies of happiness. We start to disconnect from those around us, only pitying our self makes us feel better, starting to believe that the world is better place without us, and starting to go crazy on the inside, but then again this has been hidden with the mask we created. 

Knowing that inside you are struggling to breathe because the string attached have started to tighten around your throat causing you too lose oxygen, can be as painful as dying. Then again only you know because who else can see what is happen inside your mind, the pain, the suffering, everything is drive you pasted insane.

Your mind does not stop there, it continues, when you fall asleep at night thinking that your safe it destroys the definition of safe. It brings out all your fears; the dark, the loneliness, the abandonment and puts it in to one terrifying nightmare. Waking up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down your face, believing that one day all of that will come truth, only frightens you more. So instead of going back to sleep you stay awake, till the next day you have dark circles underneath your eyes. 

Pretending everything is fine because your mask is back on, again to pretending to be someone your not cause you afraid of what people will say. And because your human too, words do hurt, just like the quote “ words are like bullets. Once they are out you cant control the damage they do.”- By unknown. 

Knowing that your mind has cause you to go insane with only a little bit of humanity left, you glue the mask on because your afraid and desperate to keep what ever is left.

**THE END**