In this hell of my own making
I rail at my prison walls and curse the day I fell
Fell for your lying eyes and twisted heart
How blind could I have been?
In a maelstrom of love and pain
Wanting to be near you, Wanting to run away
Needing to find something to end this constant pain
Needing to find my way out of this dark hole
By my love for you, my heart enthralled
By the vows I spoke in truth on that far away day
The day I locked myself into this never ending torment
The chains wrapped around my soul have at last drawn blood
Slowly on the inside where no one can see
My life's blood seeping from invisible wounds of my own making
No aid offered from your cold heart, your indifferent touch
Cursing your name and mine, I fall into the abyss…
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