This one is senseless, and it's only a vent, so I didn't put much into it. I just posted it anyway.
There is a whole world inside of me,
It belongs to me,and I belong to it.
Shapes and colours of every type,
Various different patterns both logic and insane.
Deranged, but still logical to me.
It's a secret side of me,
Which no one on the outside can see.
It's a cage which I hold,
Unbreakable and unbearing.
Worse than not being able to love,
Is being able but not allowed to.
Anger, frustration, sadness, disappointment, desperation,
All these things are animals.
And my mind is a zoo.
All disperse and none can leave.
I have long been petrified.
Living eternally in memories long forgotten,
Crying dry tears which slide to nowhere,
Yelling desperately silent screams into the closed,
And every day, I decay.
Decay, I start to crack, slowly, gradually.
I am falling apart.
But unable to move.
I will always be powerless.
I am my own cage.