Imprisonment

As I look upon this place where all I see are bars and stone

Blank and empty faces always staring towards their home

Hearing men cry after calls that they have made

The role of a broken heart is the scene that’s being played

A separation in time to some the distant seems so great

Some may try rebuilding their lives, but most feels it’s too late

So I looked upon this place to take in everything I see

Then wondered to myself exactly what will happen to me

Will I began to spend my days laying upon my bed

Eyes shut tightly together from the pressure within my head

Will I also feel my blood as the result of someone’s knife

Will I too become a victim of a man who lost his wife?

Like everyone else within this place who wish to be at their home

The tears began to slowly roll, in this place of bars and stone