I'm a prisoner in my own home
Correction, I'm a prisoner to my head.
Drowning in my thoughts
Drowning in my misery
Prisoner to the emptiness.
Prisoner to a craving for pain.
Caged behind bars reinforced with solitude
Caged behind bars made of freshly 'bused skin.
Prisoner to my anger
Prisoner to distaste
Escape, once a fantasy;
Escape now, a childish fallacy
Prisoner to a future of spilled blood and scars
I'm officially a prisoner to my blade
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The Ramblings of A Lunatic
RandomThis is a record of the thoughts in my head through the current span of my life. It is not a novel. It will have pieces of poetry and full blown rants. I hope that anyone reading this will be able to relate. And if you actually are reading this 'jo...
