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by Dry Eyes   Jul 24, 2005


Stuck in this box day and night
Anxiously waiting for time to pass me by
From seconds to minutes, from minutes to hours, I wait
I live to reach the end, One day I'll find it
Surrounded by 4 wall, the only friends that I have
A dresser and a door that has never been opened
I'm a prisoner in my own home but no one seems to know it
Slowly, day by day I see my self dyeing, it's the best thing that has happened, I'm getting closer
This nightmare soon will be over
finally I will be set free
I guess I was not meant to be here
All these years I was stuck in this whole
Now I am dyeing to get out
With only that one friend that allowed me to see my self
The only witness of my pain and frustration
I'm getting closer, now I see my exit
He gave up his life in order to save mine
Into piece he was broken
All he wanted was to see me smile and to lead me to my freedom
You penetrated so deep into my flesh
You freed me from myself
Letting my blood run down my risk to my hands and through my fingers
No pain or suffering,now finally, I'm free
I looked forward to this day for sixteen years
And now because to you it's finally here.
Thank You

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  • 18 years ago

    by hiddenimage

    i thought it was really good

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