An Empty Mansion

Long ago I locked the doors

And boarded up my windows

The paintings on the walls, my wars

The shattered plates, my heroes

Spent years looking out with Fear

Drinking blood to drown my mind

Sometimes a person dropped a tear

Passing by pretending to be blind

This wall fell through with just a tap

Each sorrow rusted and decayed

Sometimes I feel I need a map

Just to make it through this dangerous glade

One day I found a crack

A hole for light to come within

I reached a hand out from the black

And hoped to let my life begin

Then I remembered who I was

And the cell where I reside

Hope has such jagged jaws

My want for freedom died