My days turn to night's,

No sun or flashy light's,

Looking throught the window with fear,

Quiet whispers creep through my ear,

I stand alone heart skipping every beat,

The door opens a cold breeze to my feet,

Thought's just swirling through my head,

My eyes frozen on what's ahead,

As I think of running far away,

My feet stuck in one place where I lay,

I'm trapped in a maze no where to see,

My life taken in it's hand's waiting to be free.