i feel like im on a treadmill

that never stops…..

a drunken hamster

pedalling my little legs

as fast as i possibly can

while my tiny brain

sits in its cage

and i continue

to run.

and all around me,

are mirrors

and cackling

and noises that scare me

to hell..

and clowns

with painted faces

laugh

and lie

and lay down the law..

and i,

i try to reach

for the bars

of my prison,

only to realize,

theres nothing there,

at all.