Howling Cries of the Lost Sinner

Alone and depraved
I sit here in silence
Reveling in disparity
As I sit within my cell
Confined to these shackles
I struggle to hold on
To whatever remains
Of my very life

Within these decrepit walls
Voices are heard all around
Constantly taunting me
Trying to enter my mind
It’s now becoming
An everyday struggle
Keeping their belittling
Words from entering my head

My time now it seems
Is coming close to ending
Pain and anguish
Arе no longer my enemiеs
But they are neither friends
But a burden I now carry
And the more I fight them
The more lost I become