A dark hallway
A endless corridor of dispair
I am trapped
In this dark hallway of the mind
Crafted to keep things in
To keep things out
To trap my fears and dispair
A dark corridor in thy mind
Is better then the slits on my wrists
The way out
Is though my writings
My dark yet wishful writings
Someday this will be over
And I'll come out
Out of my own prison
A changed person
Only I hold the key
The key to freedom
The key to peace
