My Prison

 

I wake up

Thoughts of you

Still in my mind

 

The days go by,

I wish for one thing

One day without

The thoughts of you

 

I hear a song,

See a bird

Smell a scent

And back into my hell

I return

 

The hell you created for me,

The day you left me,

Crying on the floor,

Feeling like I had lived a lie

 

I am now a shell,

With no heart,

No spirit,

No soul

 

In the end,

All I want

Is that one day,

The day without you.