Enslavement

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.