Alcatraz Mind

Impenetrable. Inescapable.  Untraversable. Miserable.  The Alcatraz mind has a mind of its own. Wake up and discover darkness  Looming in every corner.  Where will you turn?  Where can you turn?  In every corner there you find  A new instrument of torture.  Doubt. Fear. Anxiety. Rejection.  How could you choose?  Good news, You don't have to.  They've all chosen you.  

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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