Toxic

Is there any air in here? 
I seem to inhale fumes
of a poisonous world 
of silence and abuse

is there a window
or an open door? 
I'm so closed in 
I can't imagine sunlight anymore

is there a corner I can hide in?
a different world I can invade? 
find a trail of old footprints
and find an escape 

like a stranger locked in madness
I live in constant fear
that I will never find that window
and I will spend my life in here

my soul has never felt so shallow
my tears have never felt so dry
it seems parts of me have died
just to survive 

I'm a stranger to myself
my past has disappeared
i'm just a fractured illusion
fading in the darkness here