Captive

I am a captive,
of my own misery.
The pain that strikes,
oh so bitterly.
Eagerly waiting,
just to be set free.
I'm feeling my agony,
to its lowest degree.
I'm waiting,
for this to end for me.
Tired,
of crying.
All the fake smiles,
and lying.
I want,
more than this.
To say farewell,
to the despair that lays amiss.