My heart and mind ever full of toil.
Slides into the dark depression.
Where it's cold, lonely and dark.
Feels like the ocean floor, there is no where to start.
No where to run nor hide.
Exposed from every side.
Have to put it under heavy lock and chains.
Making sure to hide the key.
The pain burning in my heart, never free.
It's mine alone to grunt and bear.
This burden and weight ever growing.
Nothing to do but hold it in.
Too afraid to let it out.
Too proud to let anyone in.
This pain ever growing.
And I am only wondering.
Will I ever be free,
To give someone my heart and key?
