condemned by my perfidious thoughts
a prison with no bars
fetters of emotional scars
is this life only nought
loneliness has become my solitary
emptiness lies within
held captive by secret sins
lost in the state of purgatory
there is life and there is death
haunted by these voices
bound by ineffable choices
freedom is my last breath
this sentence has become my life
oh wretched man that I am
a prison created by my own hands
I release you from your vice