Chained to the wall,
hang your head,
here comes your torturer,
you wish you were dead,
...
Cut to ease the pain,
the blood dribbles,
dribbles,
enlarging the puddle on the floor,
...
dead inside,
drying up,
these tears that have never been cried,
for the lies that have been heard,
...
manic depression encompassing my being,
never living a normal life,
my sight shaded black,
never seeing,
...
Lost in depression,
knowing nothing will ever be all right,
shadows touching every thought,
every action,
...
Sighing into the dark night,
Pain leaking from my body,
Seeing some light,
Meager hope forming,
...
Hold on tight,
to the things you hold dear,
for when I take them,
you will be gripped with fear,
...
Drowning in tears,
that won't come out,
trying to scream,
trying to shout,
...
Sitting in my lonely corner,
feelings repressed,
ignored,
free yet chained,
...
Not much to say. Just a man with a long hard past, and a harder future ahead of him)
Chained
Chained to the wall,
hang your head,
here comes your torturer,
you wish you were dead,
the sharp words,
and closed fist,
always hoping he would miss.