My mind is a prison

This is my hell

Where all the roads lead to home

And all the devils speak

In the tongues of my friends that I used to know

The place where my heart feels the heaviest

I discern this and I don't want to be saved

This torment is what I deserve

Lost somewhere between the past and the present

I am meant to be a shattered soul

The closer I get, the further it feels

What am I to do?

The dream-catcher above my bed

Hasn't helped me sleep in months

That dream-catcher was worthless

And ill never take that medication

You always said that I was weak

And I never proved that I was strong

There's a noose hanging from the ceiling

And its the only place I've ever belonged