Locked in a cage.
A cage all in my head.
My head full of demons.
Demons only I can see.
See, see there is one again.
Again I find myself self medicating.
Medicating to numb all that I feel.
I feel like a cd always on repeat.
Repeat and repeat past mistakes.
Mistakes that torture me with regret.
Regret upon life and regret upon living.
Living, living is something that is warm.
Warm is something with a heart.
A heart is lost on those without hope.
Hope is for those with faith.
Faith is only given by love.
Love, love is only found in the heart.
