Trapped Poem by Brandon Williams

Cold sweats,
It's cold,
Shivering… Grinding my teeth,
That's fun,
I'm spazzing out,
Wondering why is it so freaking cold,
So I run.

To nowhere but here,
I try to leave but I can't,
Can't get the pain out of my head.

The darkness,
Penetrating through my mind,
It's cold,
Freezing but no one can feel it.

The walls are closing,
Tired of choking,
I need some help with my mind,
Before it's engulfed in the darkness of crime,
I need some help to help me choose,
I need the right path so I don't lose.

Myself.

Help.