This is my safe place And its my jail cell. I cant stand to be in here Now that I’m not well. The walls confine me And torture my soul. The window it bribes me To jump through its hole.
My room is my safe place It hides all my deeds. It allows me to let loose And be a little more me. But now it’s my jail cell Binding me in. I can’t stand to be in here Where I fear there’s simply no end. -ALC
Once more Came to see the light of the night then just to melt in the shadow of the dayshine. The summer moves on and so do you leaving behind nothing but the event horizon. No light can escape from here remaining captured, like a caged skylark, being lingering frozen like the vacuity of space;
incarcerated by the radiation of dying stars out of the lightning source of my true glare.
As darkness clouds my pure soul... My mind starts to play many roles... I start to hallucinate what my mind creates... Feeling haunted while my feeling betrays... Possessing my body, torturing my soul... Trying every motion to reach its goal... A terrifying experience accounts to my being... Taking control of all and every of my sin... Shall I not wake up to see tomorrow... As tonight my soul is captured with sorrow... Holding onto my prayer book, I pray to thee... To pull me out of this darkness and make me free... Please take my hand and show me light... I don't want to drown in this darkness of night...