Confined to these desolate walls
Waiting for the day they make a releasing fall
Always thought it was my mind trapped
Feeling this glass ceiling tapping completely capped
Released for hours at a time day in and out
Listening to my soul have its internal cry yet no external shout
Save me from the pit I’m slipping into will you
Sadly you can’t because you know not what I must do
No warden no bars no alarm
But mentally to me it’s crippling causing harm
Any ounce of a smile snatched away with the slight thought
Bringing fun here couldn’t even be in my wildest thought
Come on it can’t be that bad right
Here take my shoes prepare for this flight
No ease of woosah in the moments of need
All of it sucked up in the wickedest way of greed
How can I escape is what you ask
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