I am tapping on this invisible glass.

Again.

Again.

Again.

My finger feels like it is swelling but I can't see my hands. The tapping quickens but it isn't enough so I start to bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The glass isn't fazed. The glass is bulletproof. No getting past it and escaping my mind. Because that is what it is. They couldn't control me. They tried to plan my life but failed. So now they are trying to trap me. Built a wall in my mind which closed me in and is now sucking the air out of my lungs.

Making me remember but forget.

Love but hate.

Feel but that feeling is nothing but loneliness.

Utterly trapped.

Because that is what I am. Trapped in my own head. And if I don't escape, everyone I love will die. And nobody will be to blame but me.