I'm all stitched up now. I have nothing more to say.
Oh well, fuck it! They didn't want to hear it anyway!
All alone in my cell I sway with rage.
Alone in the shadows I'm locked in a cage.
My heart is black and my skin is numb.
I go through times where I feel blind, deaf, and dumb,
To the world around me though there it may be,
Yet I find myself paralyzed but what I see.
Waite! I feel something! It must have been left on the floor of my cage.
A pin, a razor blade and a tattered old page.
The last page of my journal or so it would seem to be.
My last chance to cry out and make all you people see.
That I used to sing and be happy.
I had love, money, and a family.
But thats all gone away now and I'm left here today.
I'm stitched up in my cage what more can I say.
I've stitched my heart back together and I've glued it shut.
Black it still beats and it pumps despite all these cuts.
Black blood flows underneath my flesh underneath my skin.
And these soulless eyes are but a mirror for what lies within.
So many lies, so much anger and so much hate.
What did I ever do to deserve this horrible fate?
So my friends I write to you from the depths of my cage.
I cry as I bleed out onto this page.
I cut to numb the pain of my tormented soul.
I've tried everything to fill this hole.
I've stitched up my life and I've stitched my mouth shut.
Say what you will. Yes, I'm a drugy, dreamer, nut!
Abuse me, use me, then throw me away!
Hell, I don't give a damn about you anyway!
What place you once had in my life has long since died!
I wrote you off my list! I couldn't stand the way you lied!
So I remain in my cage, safe from all of my fears.
And in this jar I hold all of my tears of my many wasted years.
My heart and mouth stitched together I'm silent with rage.
Locked away forever. Locked away in my cage!
--SlayerX--
© Brett Harper
