I am a prisoner,
in the prison of the mind.
Shackled by fear,
and in doubts entwined.

Caged by emotions,
stormy and undefined.
Immobilized by inaction,
intrinsicly blind.

Chained by servitude,
by loyalty bound.
Waves of ineptitude,
hold me down.

Trapped by depression,
in coils of hate,
Separated from redemption,
by walls of fate.

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