My prison has now walls,
Yet, I can’t seem to leave
Escape is out of reach
My prison is dark, empty and cold
The air chills my bones
Foreboding thoughts fill my mind
At times panic sets in
But mostly, grief and woe
When visitors are allowed in the prison
They often ask, “what keeps you here?”
Nothing keeps me here
But nothing waits for me outside
Life is dismal, bitter and lonely
In my prison I can guard my heart
The outside world cannot penetrate
Only I control the ache and the pain I feel
It is my punishment to myself
It is my sentence
My burden to bear
Though I have committed no crime
This prison is my home
My prison is called depression
It fills every space in my mind
It runs through my veins
It curses me and oppresses me
My fear of death keeps me alive
But am I really living?
I endure the torment
Hurting those I love is not an option
I do know love
I believe in love
But love evades me
Who would enter this prison to find me?
What would he find if he did?
A fragile heart that longs for love?
A passionate woman that needs to be held??
A little girl that wants to play?
A loyal friend with a kind word?
A bruised and broken body that needs to be healed
A soul that is dry and will die without nourishment
A deep and strong desire to be understood
Oh Please!
Please take a step inside my prison
Please find me here and set me free
I promise to reward you
I promise to be all that you’ll ever need…all you will ever need
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