Inside The Bubble

Inside a bubble, like glass spun tight,

A world of echoes, shadows in flight.

Whispers of fears, soft yet loud,

Caught in this quiet storm, this silent cloud.

Thoughts like sirens, screaming in my mind,

Explosions of doubt, I can't unwind.

A maze of mirrors, I see my face,

Reflections of worry, I can't escape.

Feeling trapped inside these walls,

Protected from the world’s calls.

But in this isolation, I see,

A cage of my own insecurities.

Bubble, bubble, where do I go?

Inside my mind’s endless show.

Floating lonely, afraid to fall,

Hiding behind this fragile wall.

I know it’s just my thoughts that scream,

A fabricated nightmare dream.

But even knowing, I still feel the weight,

A delicate balance, between fear and faith.

Maybe someday I’ll burst this shell,

Step outside and break this spell.

Until then, I’ll cherish the space,

Within my mind, my quiet place.