The Grey walls of this place will not define me, the prison that put me in will not hold me. On my body I have the memorial of my brothers that fell in the street. Each name tattooed for eternity, with much respect and love rest in peace. All of my home boys were soldiers until the end. Now I sit here each night, watching the faint shimmer of the distant city lights. I hear the haunted voices in my head, I am reminded of the unholy dead. The bodies that were left to bleed, the families that were torn apart by our deeds. Each day is the same thing routine again and again. To make it out I must be strong, I have people who want me home. So I tear at the walls one brick at a time, block by block I am bring this fortress down. I will not rest until I have beaten this place. I will make it back out of the gate. So now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to my God my soul to keep. Let me not die before I wake, please don't let this tomb be my fate. Forgive me mother for what I did to you, if I live this I promise to you. No matter what it takes, I will open the door to my freedom, block by block this will not be my final fate.