Sometimes, one’s personal hell is their own mind.

I live inside of my head,

It's scarier than one might think,

It's like a cycle that I can't escape from,

Because right when I think I'm getting to the exit,

I realize it was all a trap,

and the more i explore each room in my palace of memories

Searching for something genuine,

The more I clench my teddy bear

As the walls colllapse,

And my greatest fears come out to haunt me.