I stare at the bars,
Look down at my scars,
Sitting on the cement ground,
Can’t move, feeling drowned.
The cool cement,
Pierces my soul in this torment.
I stare at the cell around me,
Knowing I will not be free.
Pain is a prison.
Where nobody can be forgiven.
I tug at the chains,
Wanting to burn this place, flames.
Let me out!
No matter how much I shout,
I’m met with silence,
So I choose violence.
Beyond the bars I search,
But there is nothing, only darkness.
Should have gone to church.
Slowly I lose consciousness.
Met with nightmares,
Nobody cares.
I shiver, the cold always seeps in,
My clothes always feel paper thin.
When was the last time I ate?
I can’t see straight.
Bare legs,
Wearing nothing but threads.
I notice I’m dirty,
Been here so long, not alert
Because in this cell,
Where I dwell,
My mind consumes me.
My throat is dry, I can\'t plea.
I try to stand up,
Mistake, I fall and throw up.
The chains hold me down,
Everyday there seems to be more of them.
But there is nobody around,
I lie, numb.
Who brought me here?
Where I feel nothing but fear.
When was I free?
What is wrong with me?
Pain is a prison.
I know,
Millions of us,
Trapped in our cells.