Mind.in.a.box

a flash on the nightsky,
against ceaseless rainfall.
a flicker on the wall,
amidst dancing shadows.
spinning round in circles,
yet rooted on the spot.
lying still on the floor,
whirling about inside.
this is not what I had wanted,
I have to leave this place.
this is not what I had dreamed of,
I need to gain more space.
this is not what I intended,
I have to leave these shores.
this is not what I had hoped for,
I need to close these doors.
I should get on an airplane.
I should leave this state of mind.
I should use the passing lane.
I should leave this life behind.
I will catch the morning breeze.
I will jump into the sea.
I will follow my caprice.
I will finally be me.