We’re all alone

Isolation

Trapped within | Part 1

Trapped within, I can’t breathe this abuse is hell indeed, to remember what I once was, I need to cleanse these wounds, so deep

It hurts, It hurts to talk about, When you receive only doubt, ridicule, and shame there is no way out of this game, I cry with a sigh and ask for help, these walls close in, I can’t break out — thus this becomes my hell no doubt

The walls are white, my blood feels cold, my tears have dried, I can’t sense more — this desolate prison, I don’t want more

Oh how I can let myself out, is a thought that comes in my mind no doubt this feeling of repressiveness, I can’t give out this atmosphere of trapped within is not what i sought