Stuck In This Prison

I’m stuck in this prison this Hell that I’m in How long has it been since the day all happiness left me? Playground days- the time of no caring are lost in a maze as life is wearing me down They say it gets better when you live your life sober but I just want this hurt to be over for good The Prozac’s not working as my mind is attacked yet again So what would you say if I jumped from this bridge into the bay and made it my grave? Nobody would miss me tomorrow The news anchor says I won’t be the first and I could have it worse Is there much worse than Hell? It takes four seconds from lamppost to water It takes much longer to lead an innocent lamb to the slaughter and I am much fouler so unclean The foghorns are blowing as the ship lights are showing scarcely a blur far away I can find my peace now by diving down into that watery release and cease to be merely another discarded piece to the puzzle