Poem -


I write to the rhythm 
I write to the rhyme 
I’m trapped in a prison 
The prison of my mind 

People don’t understand the pain of the one The many are thought to be from the same gun , people are unique just like there demons fears restrain  without no reason, the heart betrays like emotional treason 

Life is deceptive it’s up and it’s down 
The good times are good until brought right down , the mind is a menace understood by few , limitless bars ,help is no use , it’s fight or it’s flight no other choice, choose it wisely and rejoice