Captured

Held hostage
by a lifestyle
Thats become a vile
reminder
of
all the dreams I set aside
from
fear of failure
Frustration
is where I reside
on
the corner of
contempt
and
resentment
When did I become
so
bitter
The sour taste of my soul
tainting
my worthless existence
I'm Jaded
my
life has been raided
by
the morality
thats been hidden
away inside
With
several fatalities
reported
Goals
aborted
tossed aside
like
the unwanted embryo
of one
who has come
to
save us from ourselves
Hells
basement
is
cold and damp
below
the fire that burns
so
intense
Barren
within intense
emptiness
The
echo
of
my own voice
makes
one final attempt
to
convince
me
that
I'm not
alone
.
.
.
But
.
I've been known
.
to
.
lie
.
to
.
myself
.
.
.