My Prison Without Bars
I am locked up in a prison
of my own creation
with no hope of escape
from this life long incarceration
the chains are locked up tight
around my heart and soul
no matter how much I plead and beg
I will never be granted parole
the sins which I have committed
are too numerous to name
I regret the awful things I've done
and walk away in chains of shame
the daylight never filters inside
this dark and empty cell
as much as I wish I could
there is no way to leave this hell
I will carry my burdens with me
forever will I wear the scars
no matter where I go, outside or in
I am living constantly in a prison without bars
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