I am shackled to the back of your mind
For a reason, you cannot find
Why do you keep me locked here?
I wish your intentions were clear

I can go days without sustenance
Surviving on the crumbs of your existence
Gnawing on the bones of your effervescence
Starving for your celestial presence

Didn’t I earn redemption?
Am I not worthy of salvation?
Blood on my hands from a crime I did not commit
Sentenced to life for something you can’t admit

Chained along to your contradicted foundation
Sporadically forgotten by your vexation
Forbidden from roaming the halls
Though the writing is dripping down the walls

These indecisions are withering me away
I’m running out of time to stay
You can’t keep me imprisoned forever
Lost between the future and never