Time

Here I am in a house full of doors and no exits
All my choices weigh on me like chains
Every path a loop back inside
In every door an empty closet contained

Days weighing on my hands
Days pressing on my heart
Is this the life I planned
Is this a world apart

Here I am in a room full of drafts and no windows
Every thought a rock pulling me down
This water closes over my head
This prison the only room I’ve found

Days lying in my arms
Days pulling on my heart
Am I the man I was
Is this a life apart

Here I am in a world full of holes and no mirrors
Emptiness reflects the void inside
A deep breath that holds me together
The child I used to be runs and hides

Days passing from my eyes
Days living in my brain
Is this the life I chose
Are these my only chains

Days passing from my eyes
Days living in my brain
Is this the life I chose
Are these my only chains

Only chains
Only chains
Only chains

Posted by July, 3 2011 · Permalink · Printable