Is there such a thing
as light in here?
I have seen no sun
since I felt fear.
I can't express all
reasons why,
Without letting my
heart bleed dry
No words are enough
to equal my pain.
My life had been pure twilight
that left me insane.
My dreams had been
ruptured to infinite pieces.
My hopes all shattered
accross heartless spaces.
Why let me dream
when I have no real choice?
Why not cut my throat
to prove that I can't plead a voice?
Now, I am left to ponder
the truth alone.
Use whatever wisdom
I learned on my own.
But what knowledge can
be perceived in me?
I have been unjustly
confined for eternity.
My imprisonment has
left me helpless.
My rebellious soul now
turned my reasons senseless.
Is this what you deem
perfectly right?
To shackle me with chains
for all my life.
