These walls are my prison
These bars, my door
There's nothing I can do
As I lay on the floor
Silent tears carve rivers
Down my swollen red cheeks
There are many orifices through which
My crimson blood leaks
My mind is my prison
My body, the bars
Soon I will break free
I will heal my scars.
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 6:45 PM UTC
These walls are my prison
These bars, my door
There's nothing I can do
As I lay on the floor
Silent tears carve rivers
Down my swollen red cheeks
There are many orifices through which
My crimson blood leaks
My mind is my prison
My body, the bars
Soon I will break free
I will heal my scars.
