2.14.08
Trapped inside within the walls
Attempts to leave, but they're too tall
Whispering loud, since voice is hoarse
Swirling inside–regret, remorse
Attempts to capture other's eyes
To show them truth behind the cries
Longing for once for them to see
The genuine nature of the disease
Yet understanding falls so short
And always wrong is the report
And through it all the words are lost
And one begins to weigh the cost
The damage done through loosened tongue
Quickly begins to spread among
The ones who's ears have captured thoughts
Which should've stayed hind lips kept taut
The truth begins to fall in reach
That others should not ever breech
The walls which stand and are closing off
The ever dark and painful thoughts