Locked into my tiny cell
Away from what I know so well
I shed my tears to wash my fears
And know this is my private hell
I writhe in pain beneath the black
Wondering what I should pack
Never home, I always roam
Forever craving what I lack
The shadows haunt me in my mind
Their demon kin respond in kind
Both then and now I know I'll bow
Obey the orders they have signed
So mired in my own despair
Imprisioned though I do not care
Choking bleeding ever needing
Someone to do more than stare
My sobs contort my ugly face
Beneath my final resting place
So with a sigh I slowly die
Victim of my own disgrace