I lie awake inside a room
With walls of discord and gloom
Breaking free, to a place unknown
Surrounded by life I face alone
Almost free, but still contained
Thoughts and impulses strained
A decrepit angel, falling from the sky
Clipping of wings, denied to fly
Reflecting Descent
A plea for repent
Fear of when the final curtain falls
Cover my eyes ‘cause I cannot face reality
Questioning these feelings I have of uncertainty
Anxiety controlling my thoughts and my abilities
Finding ways for my mind to wonder
Falling Prey to Insanity
Lost inside a future dream
A tense difficult to redeem
A whirlwind of possibilities
Perceived to only cause casualties
Broken and dry, believing a lie
Weathering wills and reasons why
Stood up high, with heads so low
A sense of shame begins to grow