In a Grasp

I'm trapped in reality

Wouldn't you even care?

You're the one who brought me here

not that you would be there.

 

Lies sewed to your mouth

keeping me in a grasp

turning me into these things

stuck in this horrid wrath.

 

I tried to escape

so many times before

I just ended up back here

said you'd never let me behind that door.

 

But I got out of your trap

your sneaky little game

The thing you said I'd always be in

trying to keep me in shame.

 

You said you'd never let go of me

you said I'd never get out of your wrath

but I'm no longer trapped

no longer in a grasp.

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