“218”
These 4 walls,
My one room hell.
Paid for by solitude
From the income of pain,
The doors are all marked different.
Yet each is the same.
Wake up to the darkest,
Just before dawn,
And walk the long dim hallway.
Exit to the outside world.
Where the unwanted remain still,
And the depressed become casualties.
Life without purpose,
Only simple existence.
The past remains in today,
Separation… your fault.
Rejection not forgot,
and more on the way.
No joy inside this faithless life.
Bullet on the mind and in your hand.
Bring this on, don’t need your pity.
Fault of self, I deserve what comes.
A untold story of triumph?
Or are my thoughts how it will be…
Blood soaked carpet of regret,
My demise in 218.
My one room hell.
Paid for by solitude
From the income of pain,
The doors are all marked different.
Yet each is the same.
Wake up to the darkest,
Just before dawn,
And walk the long dim hallway.
Exit to the outside world.
Where the unwanted remain still,
And the depressed become casualties.
Life without purpose,
Only simple existence.
The past remains in today,
Separation… your fault.
Rejection not forgot,
and more on the way.
No joy inside this faithless life.
Bullet on the mind and in your hand.
Bring this on, don’t need your pity.
Fault of self, I deserve what comes.
A untold story of triumph?
Or are my thoughts how it will be…
Blood soaked carpet of regret,
My demise in 218.