I'm incarcerated
To the point of insanity
My brain bleeds with it
Boredom rotting my flesh
Decomposing my spirit
Devouring my will to live
I whine for release
But it fails with flying colors
The melodic prison
Taunting my wrath
So I sigh in displeasure
Staring intently at my walls
I wish ideas could bleed
Then they would understand
My pain
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