I am a slave
A slave of my mind and fears,
I am in the chains of unbreakable thought caught in prison of pictures and scenes.
I hear the memories of happiness, the thoughts of sunshine that now reduces me to tears.
I am so afraid, I am very afraid,
I feel my soul giving way, my fortress, my castle gates are beaten by the waves,
Giving, going, nearly gone out to the turmoil sea.
I feel the chains hold me back, keeping me locked in this hell.
I pray, dear God, please, send some help, some noel.
To this I write, praying for help and sincere,
To know that I am a slave,
I see the light,
I know freedom is near.