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These White Walls
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The steel gate closes
And the chains are tightened
Behind closed doors
I am deemed unfit for society
The straight-jacket is wrapped
Like a mummy after embalming
Never to be released
From my tomb of padded walls
I try to cry out
I try to force on them my pleas
But my voice is muffled
By these white walls
I try to make them listen
I try to tell them I am sane
But my heart Is not heard
Contained in these white walls
The weeks go by
And my mind is being de-constructed
The barred windows in my cell
Show so little change in the world
Confined and controlled
With a dry taste of electric shock
The feeding tubes river of sedative
Sends me off to that nightmare again
I try to cry out
I try to force on them my pleas
But my voice is muffled
By these white walls
I try to make them listen
I try to tell them I am sane
But my heart Is not heard
Contained in these white walls
There getting closer
The ceiling is falling down on me
The window shows nothing now
No sign of life anymore
I’m sweating blood
And my heart is beating my chest
These white walls are talking and laughing
These white walls are closing in on me
These white walls....
There speaking louder
And there mocking me
They are pressing against my chest
And I cannot breathe
Dementia has snuck in
And I’ve lost it all....Sanity!
I try to cry out
I try to force on them my pleas
But my voice is muffled
By these white walls
I try to make them listen
I try to tell them I am sane
But my heart Is not heard
Contained in these white walls
These white walls are talking and laughing
These white walls are closing in on me
© Brett Windnagle, 2008
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This one is about someone who is confined to a mental institution, Even though they are not insane or mentally ill. As time goes on he eventually goes insane anyway from being kept in there, Kind of ironic
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