My Own Prison

Time passes and I don't get any younger

I remain trapped in my own prison
At the mercy of the future that's behind us

I need to run away from the light
Escape from the author of life

I feel like I'm just passing through

I am captive of my being
An eternal prisoner

My eyes are like prison bars
For them I see the sun rise square
I don't see an escape
I think I'll live like this the rest of my days
Or at least the rest of mankind's days

Behind bars I see the rain falling down regretfully
I hear the sound of rain hitting the asphalt

Thunder rumbles in the skies, whipping the air
The sky is cloudy, ugly for some, beautiful for others