By: Adam Mahoney

I’m always trapped in my head.

It’s the only place that feels like home.

It gives me support, nourishment and comfort like no other place or person.

This might be because it’s the only place I truly know.

It rarely lets me out to explore the world,

But I know theres more to life, more to my life.

I wish I could explore it,

But my mind always calls me home.

It sustains itself on my thoughts,

Making sure no one else gets to feel them

Touch them

Hear them.

I think I love my mind because it loves me so much.

My mind loves me, right?

I love me, right?