Lying alone, in bed awake,
and praying for thy mercy's sake.
Some piece of mind is all I ask,
and for that consideration i will do any task.
More powerful than blood this is to me,
to let go of my inhibitions and truely be free.
Am I forgotten? Can it be?
That no one seems to remember the real me?
I feel alone, is there no cure?
Am I being tested as to what my heart can endure?
So many questions, yet precious few answers do i find.
And i am left in my prison that begins with my mind.