in your head

Fighting somebody who lives in your head, exists in the real word, but you know the person only from your dreams, from your frighteningly creative imagination and it's not even a fight, that you carry on from time to time, at least not with the person who hunts you, it's more with your own fears, which you create in the daytime, and you put it in your unconscious, because you are not given the information you need to get over it, so then in the nighttime it comes out, and hunts you like the murdered people hunted Richard the 3rd in his dream. You wake up, and it's even worse. You realize that you are in trouble, you are your own minds prisoner, and the key to your cell block is hold by somebody else, who you can't ask to let you out, because he's a prisoner to, somehow. And there is a wall. I hate that wall, but I can't break it. It should vanish somehow. No force. Only time. I love you.