Cell

Lonely in this cell,

this cell that I cannot leave.

The key is in my hand,

but I hide it away from my heart,

my mind, and my soul.

I carefully

edge away from the door,

as something passes by

that I've never seen before.

It holds them, my heart, in it's hands,

but I can't leave,

not that anyone understands!

I am in the back of my cell,

my ears plugged for the screaming.

To put their lives over mine?

Quit your dreaming.

I'm shaking,

I'm crying,

I'm dying

and lying,

but, hey, for now, I live.