I live in a prison
My own mind creates the barricade around the room
Closing in and suffocating my only hole of breath
I sit on the cold floor
Giving up on my future
Living in the fear of my past
As it scrapes the last of my existence
Apathy takes over
Numbness bewilders the mind
I accept it
I accept whats coming
Because i honestly don't care anymore.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
I live in a prison
My own mind creates the barricade around the room
Closing in and suffocating my only hole of breath
I sit on the cold floor
Giving up on my future
Living in the fear of my past
As it scrapes the last of my existence
Apathy takes over
Numbness bewilders the mind
I accept it
I accept whats coming
Because i honestly don't care anymore.
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