Imprisoned


Shackles on my ankles
Shackles on my neck
I am weighed down by my sorrows
It feels like I have no one left

No peak of sunlight
Not even a window to see
I am within my own solidarity
Locked up and they threw away the key

I know that I can rise up
And I know how
But there is something deep within me
That will not allow

The essence of a burning inferno
No one can calm this beast
It is called my Pride
And It cannot and will not be released

Oh the countless situations
That I could easily walk by
But I won’t allow myself the privelage
To admit I was wrong at times

 The wavering relentlessness
The beast inside of me
I am blinded by my foolish pride
And this beast won’t set me free