Captive Mind Poem by Tracy Craighead

I peer through my darkened room
anxious at what I might see
it’s the sun peeking through
But I think it may be mocking me
It beckons when I am down
And locked away,
I think for just a moment;
Daylight must like it that way
I am almost tempted to gaze at its light
But the flutter in my heart
Reaffirms my fright

Do I give in again, do I leave my cave?
Not a prison, nor a haven
But it a gentle place to land
It's solemn and silent
And light on demand

Yet when I venture beyond this room
I fall into a deep unknown
where people and places can get to me
naked, exposed
is not being free

some greet others with words so kind
I fear that stranger-the thief of my mind