The sorrow is eating me up Choking me 'I need you...' I whisper To the emptiness Of the place I've reserved In my heart, Eating at the warmth reserved For the people that I even remotely value...
The walls were closing in on me Where the floor was rising And the ceiling was sinking Determined to suppress me to dust A Chinese puzzle box That’s more of a trap Than a puzzle For me to waste my time Fiddling with the padlock When there is no code Discovering the key When there is no hole Turning the **** When there is no door An unsolvable problem That I kept on trying to solve Until my room was a box And my box was a prison And my prison was my life Determined to suppress me to dust.
