A mind of my own held inside
A cage I've built where I can hide
From the world out there that can not
Help ease this feeling in my guts
In my confinements I reflect
Upon my life, and past regrets
A darkened state of mind threatens
To engulf what's been enlightened
I feel like I have trapped my soul
In a prison-like world I know
And life feels like a running tape
It just rolls on, I can't escape
Too many wounds I have endured
Too many dreams that seem obscured
Too many demons' hands that press
My soul into soils of distress
Too long has it been since I've prayed
So far from peace, I wish it'd stayed
For now I slowly stray away
Unto that shadowed path, from day
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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