floki_skarsgaard

My Castle has become My Prison The walls that make my castle, were built by my own hand, Built to protect myself inside, from a world I cant understand. From a world that never understood me, or ever gave a care, so these walls went up in a hurry, within the depths of my despair. I fortified their foundations, and built them stone by stone, Never realizing all along, that they would leave me all alone. When someone tried to get in, I felt I was under attack, And so I’d build another wall, to push them further back. But now when I stand upon the ramparts, all I see within my gaze, Is an infinite expanse of walls, like a never ending maze. This maze doesn’t lead to the middle, or even from the middle out, Just a barrage of constant dead ends, that make me cry and shout. I didn’t want it to end like this, I just didn’t want to feel the pain, But now my castle has become my prison, and I’m dying here in vain.