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Sep 2014
Afraid to walk out the door
And step into the world
A reminder of how I loathe
This life that I hold
My scars left open
This heart has kept broken
In this prison of my own
Darkness that I know

Finding no salvation
Within my own mistakes
Hollow is the silence
Coming from my pain
Sorrow is my madness
This madness I can’t escape
Misery is the prison
This prison that I made…

My reflection is my enemy
As I don’t know the man it shows
I plea for some serenity
The plea is a sign of hope
I’m tired of the chains of sadness
I wrapped all on my own

Finding no salvation
Within my own mistakes
Hollow is the silence
Coming from my pain
Sorrow is my madness
This madness I can’t escape
Misery is the prison…

This prison that I made
Robert Morales
Written by
Robert Morales  Peoria
(Peoria)   
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   AJ
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