Prison for souls
Bars of anguish
and ball weights of regrets
holding people back
with in there past to shake
the shackles and bang on the bars
to get any shed of relief
constantly weeping and
mining there memories away
with every swing of the pick
on the rocks dreams they lose
a bit of who they where
every second they drained there soul
of the happiness and love they once
have to be filled with regrets and remorse
the prison of sad souls
longing for the forgiveness of the loved ones
they have and once had