Shadows of the past
Colour my insight
And I see it dripping
The paint, off the brushes
It looks like tears
Big drops of despair
And I wonder if I caused it
I wonder if you know it was me
My peace and calm, all gone
Just a shell of words left
Its horrible in here
Must I warn you
Stay away from me
I wanna shout
I notice how my words
Don't follow a pattern
They are just there
So you know that
I am ashamed
So you know that
I did care
I wanna speak up
But my tongue is bound
Long thick ropes
So uncomfortable, I think
And a weight hanging
Around my neck
It pulls me down
Down, down and deep
I am a prisoner
Prisoner of sadness
Prisoner of my sins
A prisoner in the sea
Its so dark and frightening
I wonder how my captives stay here
They sound happy
Happy for they have a new addition
A new toy to play with
And may I tell you my dear,
The harder I try to escape
The heavier the weight gets
And the deeper I find myself
Now the only hope I have is dying
Like the painting that I made
The salty water is washing it away
Taking all the colours with it
I want to hold it
Just one last time
But I find that my hands are bound too
And then I realise
I need to stop breathing
For my miseries to go away
And so that's what I do
When I see you
in the middle of my chaos
In the middle of my sea