These 4 walls are closing in.
But it’s the safest place I know.
I lie in bed and the world disappears.
Don’t take it away from me.
The world has tied its rope around my throat.
Tighten the noose and drop me.
Life chokes me.
I never wanted to live.
Here in my own private hell I can think.
I shut the blinds; cast the light out.
For I belong here, cut off from the land of the living.
Alone in the darkness of my own head.
I don’t expect you to understand.
Just read my words, for they’re hard to speak.
This room is my sanctuary, the only place I can be real.
You don’t know what you’ve go yourself into.
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
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