I sit alone
and wait
for my warden to come
and open the gate.
To the prison
in my mind
I fear not
what I will find.
Or what I won’t
it’s the truth I seek
and it’s time memory
for you to speak.
The reasons for
and the reasons why
I awake in confusion
and so often I cry.
Free me from
these walls of hell
let me out of my dark cell.
Give me the chance
to live and to be
give me the chance
to remember me.
