Prisoner

nowhere to go, nowhere to run.

looks like this is the end of the line.

a prisoner of my own self,

depression and insanity is waiting by the corner

let me be free

from this prison i myself built

i need someone to free me

and get me back to reality

this dark and empty alley

where i normally walk

seems like a never-ending journey

i am tired, let me be free

from this prison of loneliness

full of darkness and desperation

give me strength, give me one more day

as i try to escape from the four corners of insanity

dear Lord, give me more strength

i beg you please, release me to this world of confusion

Author: QUEENIE

Life has an interesting way of telling me that I am a special chocolate chip cookie baked personally by the hands of God (well, just as everyone of us!). I am loving the challenges. A widow at a young age yet keeping a positive view of the future. Still a believer of magic, fate and true love, taking each day one small step at a time. I have a grand dream! ;-)

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