I'm Imprisoned

February 17, 2008
By Jo Launch Gotard, Talisay City, ZZ

I'm imprisoned by my own selfishness and pride
Trapped in this loneliness and hide,
Thumping my heart with great grief,
Save me, oh give me relief.

Look at me,look at my daunting face
Are you shock or amaze?
Don't you get it my dear?
I am about to falter

Help me please, I plead
Help me cure this severe bleed
I'm dying, I close my eyes
I'm freezing like an ice.

And as my soul departs from my tormented body,
Would say a prayer for me?
Or maybe just a candle on my grave.

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