To be held against one’s will.
But what if it is my will that barged in and handcuffed me?
What if it’s my power to fight and defend myself that has chosen to surrender the white flag and be taken as a prisoner of war?
My mind is a fortress.
But does it keep away evil or does it lock me out from everything good?
These thoughts are everywhere,
They keep coming…
I’m surrounded. Continue reading “Trapped”