Bright colors fill the sky
Yet all I can see is grey
Like a bird that cannot fly
I survive, day by day
My will has been broken
My spirit, tattered
My pains, unspoken
My freedom, shattered
There is no salvation
But the cold embrace
Of life's damnation
Anything, but this place
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 6:26 PM UTC
Bright colors fill the sky
Yet all I can see is grey
Like a bird that cannot fly
I survive, day by day
My will has been broken
My spirit, tattered
My pains, unspoken
My freedom, shattered
There is no salvation
But the cold embrace
Of life's damnation
Anything, but this place
