release me from the prisons,

bars I'm trapped behind

sometimes I get lost,

in my own mind,

I'm locking the door on the darkness

overcoming the past and,

shutting the door on the demons,

disinfecting my soul with anti-venom

the layers will be peeled off,

the walls of solitude stripped down.

the ground has stopped shaking,

the world stopped quaking,

I'm exposed.

and one day light will seep through the cracks

but, for now

I'll proudly show my bruises.

the cuts on my arms

the scars on my legs.

I'll show them what I've overcome.

A.N.

this felt good.