chained...
and blindfolded,
deep in the
recess of my soul
i seek for the light
yet i could not see.

bound...
and gagged,
within the
chambers of my heart
i shout for the truth
yet i could not make a sound.

shackled...
and tortured,
all over my
lifeless body
i fight for freedom
yet i could not move

imprisoned by your hatred
i die a little each day
waiting for the day
when you could forgive me
and give me back
my freedom to live.

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