Rada

I sit in my mind replaying a time where i wasnt caught up in my own web but instead dealing with everything i now dread
Free and not stuck in my own damned head
While this one sings a haunted melody and that one spirals for eternity
Locked in place by the ones that scream rules of normality and even formality
The silent rage burning its sage as if it wasnt enough to be in this cage now everything seem hazy maybe im just going crazy or maybe this writing is just a little lazy?