Not much to say. Just a man with a long hard past, and a harder future ahead of him
Chained to the wall,
hang your head,
here comes your torturer,
you wish you were dead,
...
Cut to ease the pain,
the blood dribbles,
dribbles,
enlarging the puddle on the floor,
...
dead inside,
drying up,
these tears that have never been cried,
for the lies that have been heard,
...
manic depression encompassing my being,
never living a normal life,
my sight shaded black,
never seeing,
...