What’s going on in my head?

Like everyone, it’s everywhere.

My mind created a dream world for me to feel safe from the real violent world.

In my head, I’m a super heroine.

In my mind, I am able to fight back against the malicious who have threatened me and those I care about in the real world.

In my mind, I’m scared, sad, and angry to unable to save myself or anyone.

Forced to live in a confined space, to shut up, to obey, to speak when spoken to, to follow beliefs I don’t believe in, to live to serve.

I want to be.

I want to have my own identity.

I want to unleash the girl who evolved. The girl locked away in my mind.

My mind is its own prison, yet a sanctuary.

My mind if full of gray areas that is more than the amount of actual grey matter in my brain itself. It is not consisted of white in purity or black in darkness but mixed, hence the gray.

It is decaying and confused with a splash of determination like a scientist with a case of inconsistent variables.

This mind you are peering into, can be as dangerous as a violent mob boss and deadly as an assassin but safe as Love and a home. It is a one-sided blade.

However, like all minds are as fragile as glass.

Only that my mind is cracking and chipping.

It needs to be healing.

For that, I will heal my mind by doing what is needed to be done for survival: to fight for it, to stand up, to leave, to self-heal, to have my revenge.

The best part? In my mind?

 It is potential energy waiting to be transformed in to Kinetic energy.

 And all will be fulfilled.

Where is my mind? Like a rabbit hole to Wonderland, we shall see.