Bird In A Cage

Head racing with blurring visions of what i have done. They are trapped in this cage called my mind. Slaves of my brain that have no choice but to stay untill the mind rests and the door opens. The impenatrable force of my mind does not retreat nor give up. Even when I rest i can sense the struggle and intense fighting of these regrets to leave the cage. Only when Me the owner of the cage, the trap, allows the regrets and images flutter out of the cage.