Stuck In This Prison
I’m stuck in this prison
this Hell that I’m in
How long has it been
since the day
all happiness left me?
Playground days-
the time of no caring
are lost in a maze
as life is wearing me down
They say it gets better
when you live your life sober
but I just want this hurt to be over for good
The Prozac’s not working
as my mind is attacked yet again
So what would you say
if I jumped from this bridge
into the bay
and made it my grave?
Nobody would miss me tomorrow
The news anchor says
I won’t be the first
and I could have it worse
Is there much worse than Hell?
It takes four seconds
from lamppost to water
It takes much longer
to lead an innocent
lamb to the slaughter
and I am much fouler
so unclean
The foghorns are blowing
as the ship lights are showing
scarcely a blur far away
I can find my peace now
by diving down
into that watery release
and cease to be
merely another
discarded piece to the puzzle
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