Personal Paridise

I’m a prisoner of my own fear

Hiding from self-pity and guilt

Slowly I put a hard bed together,

And pretend to get a good night sleep.

This is a cell they say I’ll never leave.

Walls that refuse to break down.

Walls that I put up a long time ago to keep others out,

Trying to shield my heart and protect my sanity.

Little did I know it would backfire.

Nobody ever gets out,

Loosing themselves in the prison they built themselves.

I put myself there,

Now I can’t get out, my subconscious refuses to let me leave.

Stone cold walls holding me inside or

Is that just me keeping others out.

The End

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