I

And I go back

to where my feet are chained

and my hands are tied

loneliness is inescapable 

and it haunts you down

Here, in this four corners of cheap cement

I have been many things

I have lived many lives

all the while making a fool out of myself

for my own existence I cannot seem to enjoy

Here is where I fake laughs and smile

Here is where "I'm okay" all the time

Here is where my tears fall silently

as everyone sleeps their way through the night

And after a taste of liberty

I go back gain to this sad, sad life

Where my screams are never heard

I have always wanted to escape but how?

As I lay down on my bed

I feel the walls moving closer towards me

Giving me little to no space to breath

I feel crowded

I feel suffocated

and with the just a slight movement of my hand

I explode into a stellar display of lights

into nothingness

I am but a myth