"Mind's Maze"

in the labyrinth of my mind, I roam haunted by my thoughts, like ghosts in my home overthinking, a relentless storm inside tearing through peace, leaving me to hide. every choice, a burden to bear weighting me down with a crippling despair lost in a maze of endless doubt searching for answers but only finding drought I dwell in the ghost of what could be, trapped in a cycle, unable to break free a prisoners of my own overactive brain tortured by the echoes of the past pain but admist the darkness a glimmer of light, a flicker of hope, burning over so bright for in depths of despair I begin to see that perhaps, just perhaps I can set myself free