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I have little strength left,
The easy way out 'tis death.
I dare not consider such a dramatic way
Nor shall I present my pain in such a display.
No, I will find some other option
One worthy of adoption.
Until then I will stay
Get down on my knees and pray
To whom ever shall listen
And see my teary eyes glisten
Staring into fears face
Swimming through this sea of disgrace.
My body may be scarred and fragile
But my mind and soul are still agile.
I'll make it, I'll squirm and struggle
Just to get out of your death snuggle.
You have kept me captive.
For far too long have I adapted.
For now is the day, the day of my escape.
Even if I have to knock down these walls scrape by scrape
I will be free,
Today will now be my jubilee.