Pain bottled up I didn't see any light, Emotion released as I started to write, My prison of pain revealed as beautiful art, My soul set free from the chains that once held my heart.
The darkness that consumed me then let go, I could breath again and finally grow, I found me within the words that were wrote, A symphony began to play my words became the notes.
Prison gates opened and I held the key, No longer the same but I was still me, A heart opened up for the world to see, The same pain that consumes you can also set you free.