With heavy feet, I walk up the stairs,
Wanting not to go that way..
No light nor any beacon flairs,
I get lost in an endless day..
There was a time when I ran up with joy,
oh how that time slowly died..
My mind was broken like a toy,
it hurt inside for how I cried..
Time stops and stands quite still,
no movement on either side..
I feel trapped against my will,
Wondering someday if I’ll ever ride..
Ride away from this wasted stench,
the only smell that fills my mind..
I will twist and turn as a wrench,
no more will I stand with eyes blind..
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