lost (two writers, same page)

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life

I lay awake, late at night Because the darkness is where i feel most comfort. My thoughts and the darkness, are one with each other, As they meet every night, In their depressing fort, Together an abominable force, held hostage in their court, found guilty without trial its getting harder to smile, sentenced to life, I'm planning my escape, I yearn to see the light of day Serving a sentence, Most would say i gave myself. No one ever takes blame, For the part they played in destroying my health. Not structurally sound must be rebuilt from the ground, I pray to god to reshape me, remake me like Adam and Eve, never perfect but I won't rely on the serpent for he's the reason the temptations resurface, dreams of a closed curtain, not sure of the ending but death is certain Running in full sprint, trying to escape the pain, Escape the hurt, the rage, the lies, the stage, being so well displayed. For my turmoil is their peace, lord why have you chosen me? Im your walking tombstone, so strong and sturdy, dead where i stand, but alive and buried.