I am a hostage of my mind
the gun
in shape of my brain
taking my rational thoughts away
binding them
gagging them
thought by thought my sanity goes
allowing my emotions to overcome me
euphoria
emptiness
with delusions weaving my ever-changing moods
I have become a stranger unto myself
but I am still a hostage
There is only one path to freedom
without the gun going off
I hope I make it.