The Torture Chamber

I've learned to walk around in

My own head

Tiptoeing cautiously past

Anxieties blossoming

Fears embedding

Stresses insinuating

My skull home to

Every moment of

Regret for

Opportunities not taken

Words not spoken

And love not shared

I've learned to squeeze through

Memories awakening

Past lives haunting

Failures mounting

But I have not learned

To live with

The consequences of

All those parts that

Make up

Myself

I wish my head would

Simply explode

And be done with it

Already

And I could be

At peace

#challenge #WalkingAroundInsideMyHead #poetry