~Is Just A Dream~

"Redemption"...
It's my jail work song,
As I pick the rocks.
If only to pick the chains I hug so tight.

My close, solemn, and contriving friends of redoubt.
They draw so near.
They wisper in my ear.

I can hear every voice.
Thousands of souls.
Extend a reach to take control.
The death grip I've learned to cling and take ahold.

The color's gone.
The smile has faded.
Just like my heart...
I've been so jaded.

I've been fashioned...
Shaped...
And Rubbed Raw.
If you could only have seen what I saw.

That's why I need to tell you
That I can't feel the way I did before.
It's not a possibility.
Not anymore.

...I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.