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Prison Of Me.

Contributed by bleedthelove on Tuesday, 16th September 2008 @ 09:34:56 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished



This world that I'm trapped in
A personal prison of my own skin
I am my own dark place
Raped by the hands of time
The numbers on the clock just spit in my face
And the sorrow that lies inside
Just continues to murder the pieces of me that have already died
As I watch the sun set every day
It's just a grim representation of another 24 hours of life wasted away
But there's no remedy, no escape from this sadness and rage
This flesh and bone is like a doorless cage
With no lock, and no key
I'll never break free from this prison of me
Dressed in sorrow and wrapped in misery
Repeating the verses of Psalm 23
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I shall fear no evil....silence....then I catch my breath
Sometimes I forget to breathe
Staring at the broken heart I wear upon my sleeve
For me everyday is a day to grieve
I'm plagued by non-stop thoughts of you
Sometimes I get so taken away
That the connections in my mind don't follow through
My judgement becomes hazy
It's like I'm going fu***** crazy
I'm trying to crawl through my own skin
Break out from within
And there's nothing I can do to mask it
Like broken fingernails clawing the inside of a casket
I'm dying slowly inside my own misery
Because I can't escape, I can't break free
I've been sentenced to life inside...
This prison of me.





You stole my freedom when you broke my heart.




Copyright © bleedthelove ... [ 2008-09-16 09:34:56]
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Re: Prison Of Me. (User Rating: 1 )
by Dustin on Tuesday, 16th September 2008 @ 12:23:25 PM AEST
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wow..nice this really speaks to me. i have felt like that so many times in my life. def a new fav!




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