Trapped in these chains so tightly.
Depression grips me so fiercely.
Trying to breathe, but no air comes out.
Clenching my first
I have the world in my hands.
My bare hands have broken the world.
They have shunned me, bitterly.
Im destined to die before the rest.
Not another day to be put to the test.
I will be put to sleep in never ending rest.
My body is banged up and bruised.
These chains are gripping to tight.
Im afraid My mind will speak before my common sence and body.
Get a chainsaw to take the chains off.
I am no loner held in bondage.
I am free of insanity.