Night’s cold
Feelings of depression
Never growing old
Confined in a box of solitude
With walls of shame
Pictures of happiness lost
Only memories remain
Raped by love
Damaged by lust
Refusal to try again
Too afraid to trust
Repetitious Play
Never a pause
Suicidal effects
Without a cause
Years gone by
Time misused
Reluctant to cry
Yet emotionally abused
And this too shall pass
They often say
Still the same old sad song
Continues to play
Then out of no where arose the question
Why aren’t you free?
You’ve shackled yourself in chains
Of which you possess the key!
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