a prison you can’t escape.

i dare you to leave this place.

c'mon, i dare you.

go far far far away from everything you know.

i know why you haven't done it yet;

you fear change.

admit it,

you're terrified of who you'd become if you weren't you anymore.

if you went away, would you come back the same?

of course not.

but would you try?

would you even grasp at the the quickly receding rope that is your ego, everything you know about yourself, slipping into the darkness of your distantly cavernous memories?

probably not.

you resilient soul, you'd let it fade away into absolute nothingness

because you don't even care about it anymore.

i think when it comes down to it, you don't fear change after all.

you fear yourself the most.

because no matter where you go,

no matter how much you change,

no matter how taught you pull that rope and shove it into the cavernous lair of your mind,

it's always there dangling above your head;

all you have is yourself.

your soul, your consciousness, and your cracking, thinning skin;

a prison you can't escape.