Buy me a new soul

I’m a prisoner
in my own mind’s fortress.
And there’s a broken glass
instead of brain.
I’ve put myself in this drenched pit.

You told me all these dirty secrets.
Burning down my soul.
I’m stuck in this place,
and no one haves the key.
Will you let me die here ?

Maybe some day I’ll get free.
Maybe some day the sun won’t shine so dark.
Everything’s meaningless,everything’s mindless.
All we have gained is all we have lost.
If I’m the moon,you are in another universe.

Now I’m drowning in the tears of my lonelyness.
Now the rats are eating the pieces of my freedom.
I’m bloated,I’m soiled
I’m a victim of lying morality.
I’m the prisoner of my own mind’s fortress…

~ by str8 on August 11, 2007.