Tortured Dreams
They think i'm well,
and everything's alright,
they cant save me from this hell,
i'm trapped in tonight.
I've created a dungeon,
inside of my mind,
hidden my sanity away,
for no one to find.
Stuck inside,
a prison made for me,
100 year sentence,
no sign of getting free.
My bottle is broke,
emotions run loose,
the only comforting thought,
is what i can do with this noose.
I tie it to a tree,
stand up on a chair,
i'm going to jump,
this life i just cant bare.
As my neck snaps,
I can see a light beam,
I open my eyes,
it was just a dream.
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