Bound & Lost - My Insanity

I sit on a wooden chair

A place with cold grey walls

The sun gives off a faint beam

Which will be destroyed by dust

Nothing happens, nothing

Eyes are swollen

You’ll be bound and lost in these walls

I don’t know

What has robbed your control

Once more

Rescue from the freedom

I don’t know

You rot in your own excretions

No one helps you

The colour of things begins to change

I will go sick

No one’s screaming, laughing, crying

The skin is wrinkled

Eyes are wide opened

Forget all thoughts of hope

Caught in this nowhere

Bones will get rigid

Motionless you lay down

On this cold grey stone