NaPoWriMo Day 7: Caged

Some days she feels off-center
as if she’s been wrung out
from the inside
Doubts and fears overrule her,
and she wonders if she’s going
out of her mind

for the past often takes a life
of its own, overruling
all common sense
till self-doubt is all
that’s left inside of her,
no more need for pretense

so she screams her frustrations
to the wind, not caring
if it hears her rage
but it’s loud enough to jolt
the fighter inside her, till she feels it
step out of its cage.