Free me from this prison of my own making
yet of someone else's design
The ever tightening shackles
hindering both body and mind
Eyes seek me in the darkness
I retreat until the wall is at my back
I tire of always fighting
I tire from each prolonged attack
Mismatched from the beginning
Foolish heart, thought love would prevail
Now he's looking at me from his heaven
And I'm looking right back from my hell
Many say love is a battlefield
All I know is what once brought
the promise of freedom now symbolizes a trap
Each day I wait for discovery
The noose tightens around my neck
I cannot find the key that will open the lock
Is there release from this prison
or is this prison all that I've got?
I was once promised a lifetime of happily ever after
Well...I don't know about that
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