Prisoner of Myself
I’m a prisoner of my own soul & my own mind.
My soul must be blind to see only darkness.
I don’t know…
But I feel so alone.
Am I raged with fear?
Or only in despair?
No matter how I try,
I just can’t seem to free myself from this hell.
No matter what I do,
The shackles just won’t break!
No matter what I try, I find myself stuck in this lonely hole.
I find myself alone with this sound of silence.
No matter how I try, I just can’t seem to breath again.
No matter what I do, I find myself inside this room,
Where the world’s walls are closing in on me.
When will it end? Am I destined to never escape from this hell?
Copyright © Heather Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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