Dark thoughts of the past
Haunting me in my awake
Fears, self judgment
Passed amongst myself
No one can free me
Secrets never to be revealed
Eating at my soul
Sipping my mind
FREE ME…FREE ME I’m begging
Lying in a bed i did not make
Tossing, turning in this bed of disturbance
Is it meant for me to over come
How do i prevail
Following the steps if my recent descendants
Leading away from righteousness
As i look over my shoulder
Staring from a far
I reach for the path of greatness
Falling short, yanked away
Such a strong grip of me
It receives no comply
My wrist dangles without restraint
Dragged to despair