He desperately wanted to feel better

Lose the hurt anger and hate

Go back to normal times

But his feelings were unshakable

Clinging to him with a vice like grip

They had taken over his body

An unwelcome invading army

Living inside him like a parasite

Dictating his thoughts

Leaving him powerless

He was just a passenger

On a runaway emotional train

Too dangerous to jump off

Equally afraid of the inevitable crash

He went into the bathroom

Splashing cool water on his face

It felt soothing

As he spread his fingers slightly apart

He caught sight of a reflected prisoner 

Peering through the bars of his hands

His desperate eyes begging for release

As the mocking guards jeered

He seized the opportunity

Punching the mirror hard with his right fist

It shattered instantly but stayed on the wall

He followed through with a second punch

His left hand aimed at the largest slivers

More punches followed

The mirror was destroyed

Replaced by blood stains on the wall 

The bars were no longer to be seen

The prisoner was long gone

The occupying emotional army drained from him

As his blood dripped from a thousand cuts

He quickly wrapped his hands in a towel

The price for freedom was high

He knew he would survive

His captors were no longer chasing him