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Imprisoned

Why is it so dark in this cold room Everything I feel is taking me to such a horrible doom Will I ever make or mend this horror inside Or will I always be known as the one who lied The pain is so rapidly accelerating Again and Again this guilt is inflating These thoughts are overwhelming! I desperately need to escape this feeling Why is it so dark in this cold room Everything I feel is taking me to such a horrible doom Will I ever make or mend this horror inside Or will I always be known as the one who lied Forever bounded by this relentless cage When will I be able to turn this page Forgiveness I can never win I will always be imprisoned by this sin within Forever this internal hell torments me It’s driving me deeper into insanity Why am I such a sinful man Will I ever escape the darkness of who I am I need to find just one escape from this place Can’t live with this never ending disgrace The disappointing looks forever haunt me I need a Savior that can free me Can you please come and find me Why is it so dark in this cold room Everything I feel is taking me to such a horrible doom Will I ever make or mend this horror inside Or will I always be known as the one who lied Forever bounded by this relentless cage When will I be able to turn this page Forgiveness I can never win I will always be imprisoned by this sin within I always ask myself why How could I let this time pass by Please God save me from this hell I now realize just how far I’ve fell Why is it so dark in this cold room Everything I feel is taking me to such a horrible doom Will I ever make or mend this horror inside Or will I always be known as the one who lied

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/1/2012 9:44:00 PM
This one is my favorite. It reminds me of our late night conversations after I've dealt with certain people.... You know, pushed in a corner by the lies I've been told and making myself believe them.
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