Entrapped in this prison, soul weakened, submerging
The death of innocence, the loss of a virgin
The cries for help silenced, the tears shed while sleeping
The holes in my heart through which the demons creep in
The anger that lead to destruction, a breakdown
The self-hate, the pain, the emotions, awake now
Can't sleep for some peace, the insomnia, the sadness
That overwhelms my soul, alone in the darkness
The fear of the future, lacking motivation
The procastinations, awaiting salvation
The logs in my eyes that are heavy, the burdens
Of inner shame, memories that can't be forgotten
The door constantly locked, the window that stays closed
The words that are written leaving my soul exposed
Confusion, frustration, the lack of sanity
Awaiting more chaos in life, calamity
The weakness instilled in the heart can't be measured
The smile on the mask while outside, the peer pressure
The lack of forgiveness for myself, unworthy
The fear of death lurking, the stress and the worries
The visions, the nightmares, the voices that whisper
The roots of the tree of depression grow deeper
The mental imagery, daydreams, disillusions
The thoughts that cross this mental state of confusion
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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