I am a prisoner to my own afflictions
Locked in a cell filled with all of my past addictions
Making homes out of people because I simply did not have my own
Fighting with my mind, warming a heart that's cold as stone
Searching for the answers in places filled with ignorance
I am a prisoner to my own naivety
Not understanding that he never had any good intentions
Dealing with his condescension
and dwelling in his contention
I am a prisoner to my own denial
refusing to realize what everyone else could see
making myself out to be the imbecile
Locked in a prison
made with bars that I myself put together
I am prisoner to my own vindictiveness
finding every way to make everyone else feel pain
the same pain I endured
hitting them with the deadly blows
that were bestowed upon me.
I am a prisoner to my own vices
and I have a life sentence in my own hell
one that i made for myself.
