My spirit is chained down
A caged monster
Unable to break free
From the prison I built
In blind attempts to flee

Imprisoned
by my coward'ness
A slave to my fears
In the darkest of nights
The shadows hide my tears

Victim to my own crimes
Truths which I can't deny
For as much as I push my demons away
At the end, on them I rely

Nights hold no compassion
Lay I,
Tortured by what is done
Within the courtyard of my mind
Countless laps I run

My heart may once have been fire
But those flames have surely perished
In the ashes of those ill-spoken
Rest true hearts
Beside those who are broken

Even in pure unforgiving silence
Torment is never far from sight
Eluding heartly conversations
But in my arms at the end of the night

Thoughts are
slaughtered by lost memories
My mind owns no rest
Enslaved to my demons
causing a vacancy in my chest