Friday, 16 August 2013


That’s what I wish for
It’s what I yearn for everyday
I have been a slave for too long
Round and round I go
This ride is now monotonous
I have  pride no more
All my actions are dictated
By this prison I am in
I long for relief
But none is forth coming
I try every day I try
But I lose
Every day I lose
I can handle no more loss
But I stand with my hands on the bar
Watching everything walk away
I am too proud to ask for help
I shout for it but no one seems to hear
I remain behind bars
Bitter and resentful every day
Somebody come and break me out
I need freedom
I got none at the bottom of the bottle